1. To you these hearts send their love,
Yearning for you...and in them a longing for the meeting.

2. They walked to you with passions driving them,
Hearts that love has set ablaze in them.

3. Beautiful...and the rain cloud nurtured it,
This beauty...that has not withered nor been weaned.

4. Her land burst open revealing the secret of her charm,
For ages she has wearied nations with her love.

5. Al-Muzain poured passionately his love for her,
So every valley boasts of her beauty from its peaks.

6. She was his obsession and in his notebooks
She was a poem that intoxicates the pages and the pen.

7. Its verses a language that nothing spelled out
Except for love to compose what it had versified.

8. A memory that touches with its tenderness his feelings
So his youthful heart stirs asking about her.

9. She was here, oh Abu Ghassan, radiant,
I knew people by her who embraced high places.

10. I knew the sweetest days made sweet by you
Abu Muhammad...in her glorious days.

11. Gatherings with the fragrance of memories to immortalize them
Across time however long it has known them.

12. My heart adores her and memory makes it languish
While the heart hurries days that concealed anything.

13. Love walked to her willingly
Bestowing charms and melodies that embraced determination.

14. My heart adores her abode in the orbit of clouds
Where the hummingbird's throne is the blowing of the zephyr.

15. My heart adores, and this is the wealth of beauty He perfected
Who perfected the earth, making it fertile and high.

16. The eyes of lovers glance seeing
What delighted the eye or seduced the step.

17. The passionate walked to her, and yearning carries them
To the earth of beauty where people smile.

18. My loved ones, summer in it is some of its charm
So I came to love in it the late morn and the rain.

19. And I love the people of the earth, pure their essence
Who made the earth flourish with this love and generosity.

20. In every span of land the earth says you are here
My beloved, so be in her hearing the melody.

21. They sing of her filling the earth’s hearing with metre
That drips sweet fragrance spreading the breath of breeze.

22. My heart adores it is poetry without meaning or language
Paying tribute to beauty, dewy and modest.

23. When one takes shade in it, branches bend over him
Whenever he grows weary.

24. Summer before her returns as a song
And a lover since the dawn of time not sleepy.

25. My loved ones, and evening poetry asks me
Have you not been accused of love’s madness?

26. Oh poetry, if love of the land possesses me
Then for me is a homeland sealed with love.

27. To it belongs all the madness of love that grips me
And I have not committed against it estrangement or regret.