1. Trust that sorrows are but a narrow shackle,
And through its shackles the honest appear most truthful.

2. Between its sunrise and sunset you see
A fire in which the iron of misfortunes melts.

3. How many nights have I spent in their plains
Looking around while alone and clinging.

4. It's as if I'm a target for the causes of evil
And with its arrows each day I shine.

5. I come in the evening and my heart is the center of afflictions,
The water of decay in its folds drips.

6. It's as if it's the ball of death and misery
And with the arms of its worries it tears.

7. Wherever I turn I obey in its presence
Not to mention the fire in my heart that stares.

8. In each limb is a festering wound
And with each beat a torment that pulsates.

9. And in every direction is the misery of my estrangement
And in every hearing a raven that croaks.

10. They said you were created tormented so I replied
For me torment is grouped and scattered.

11. They said you were called to misery so I replied
Whoever denies the frank truth is a fool.

12. I am with my time without my tribesmen
Torn, burnt, and ripped.

13. The enemies have shot their arrows for my blame
While the arrows of loved ones are more precise and radiant.

14. The harm of a friend is more bitter then
The harm of a foreign enemy and more burning.

15. So look to the arrow of a radiant lover
And wonder at the fire from a scorching friend.

16. With each day a tribulation and affliction
And with each day a lesson that flows.

17. With each day the joy of a gloating adversary
And with each day an envious one with no mercy.

18. And with each day a blow from an unjust one
As if I am adorned with blood.

19. I complain of sorrow and fate is a stern judge
If you come to it, it is the azure enemy.

20. Its misfortunes show false joy in its folds
And in its folds is a vexing, suppressed cunning.

21. It has scattered the pearls of its dispensation
So it is ripped by its might and plucked.

22. The mind in it is belated and denied
While ignorance in it is given precedence and believed.

23. Its children have multiplied since its rule grew
And the branch blooms from the wind of impurity.

24. It has become barren of sane descendants
And the insane children in it have stared.

25. Do not be ignorant for the mind recognizes the ignorant
While ignorance is ignorant of it, O dimwit fool.

26. I have become wounded at heart and have not ceased to be
Struck by the arrows of your slander each day I shine.

27. No limb remains in my chaste self
Except that in it is one of your shining arrows.

28. Gently with a disposition created for blame
But for the rope of your affection it does not create.

29. If you were created in creation for its praise
You would be pleased that you are not created in creation.

30. What harm to you if you were pleased with what
Has made you without wealth show kindness?

31. I spent my devotion to you in the market of loyalty
And I spend my life praising you.

32. So restrain the tongue and do not obey its ravings
For the tongue is the disturbing enemy.

33. Far between the nightingale and its melody
Not languid, and the croaking raven of separation.

34. The stubborn donkey is recognized among
The fleet steeds when it brays.

35. This is the slandering spy, blameworthy with his lies,
When you trusted him like a sweet fool.

36. He has overwhelmed you, or rather deceived you, from my love
And from praising me, and he is pleased that you are disturbed.

37. May you be rewarded from me with a love I did not sell
For the cheapness of your blame, and the reward is guaranteed.

38. He has turned you from me, the wind of gentle water,
And the breeze of musk has turned me from you, fragrant.

39. For God commands, the Messenger confirms it
And the Gospel of Christ affirms it.

40. Do not repay evil with evil like it
But honor the enemy, be generous, and be kind.

41. So go for you are the freed slave of a Lord whose law
Has invalidated the raving of blasphemous language that fades.

42. Their ignorance ruled over my reason
And the sun is veiled by the massing clouds.

43. Until I was captured by it, so my tears freed
Me from its tyranny, and I am the freed captive.

44. And I suffered from it and from its children with injustice,
Disturbance, and my heart is disturbed by its hardship.

45. My heart complained to it above the mountain of its love
Until it turned it, so it fell from it and crashed.

46. Its worries have tired my heart just as
The quiver and its straps tired the archer.

47. It's as if when its thoughts are ambushed
They are struck by the hands of misfortune and scattered.

48. It meets me in friendship and its love
Of me sometimes estranges and sometimes shines.

49. O forgetter of my old love and alienator
Of my new company, and oppressive one who shines.

50. You have reviled the beauty of my love and its brilliance
Unjustly, like the nature of quicksilver.

51. It's as if I am a gazelle in the gentleness of its softness
And your nature is solid as cement.

52. O, if only my people knew that I
Have come to shed tears for you in the evening and shine.

53. So enjoy a pleasant, spacious, and ample life
Since I stayed up for you while my living is narrow.

54. If not for it, blaming you would be appropriate
And blaming is naturally appropriate for villains.

55. I am convinced when I hear the voice
Of Christ on the cross that fascinates me:

56. "Forgive them Father, they know not
What they do, and if they saw they did not believe."

57. Enough for me to see him on the cross and his head
Bowed from the pride of the arrogant.

58. He ordered the bitter nails to rend his garment
And by rending it the wounds of Adam are sealed.

59. He who has made the enemy a friend
And the friend with the blood of an enemy is adorned.

60. And I have made the tears of my eyes a sunset
From what he has illuminated it with, that sunrise.

61. And I have lowered the banners of enmity when
I saw the banners of safety fluttering.

62. And I have taken off my virginity's adornment when he became
Refined, though the praise of Mary is more elegant.

63. And I have worn in praise of the virgin Mary
The dress of aspiration as if it is silk brocade.

64. With her my poetic passion and poetry soars in creation
Blossoming as if with her my clear poetry splits.

65. And with her I have raised the banner of my open praise
In the two horizons as if my praise is a blazing fire.

66. She has fortified me from a stubborn enemy
In her vicinity as if my fortress is an imposing wall.

67. Until I drowned in praising her and glorifying her
And the drowned in Hell do not drown.

68. You see the enemy yearning for her praise
And for the merits of her superiority they yearn.

69. The enemies have testified to her high favor
What the enemy has acknowledged and believed.

70. Afflictions never reach her servant one day
And seeking what cannot be attained is impossible.

71. It's as if he is in the refuge of her might
And as if she is his protection, an imposing fence.

72. I call upon you, O Queen never fought
Except the parties of enemies are torn.

73. Rise to my victory, your resolve alone
To the enemies is a formidable mobilizing army.

74. The flags of victory fluttered from you, so when
Your banners saw them, the enemies fled in haste.

75. Except you, the door of the abundance of its access is closed
But your generosity, its door does not close.

76. And I have stayed up praising you a night when
Morning swore that it will not rise.

77. And I was sleepless until my passion for you said
Sleepless upon sleepless, and the like of me stays awake.