1. Three black years have passed,
And each of their days was a year.

2. You were lawful to me from Wa'il,
And from Umayyad a forbidden drink.

3. You woke me up during the day,
And you were in my night dream.

4. I was perplexed by the melody of passion for him,
Even if he bid farewell.

5. An empty wasteland where there is no playful gazelle
Nor a singing sandgrouse in it.

6. And its plain is gloomy and sad,
Where a dove picks up a seed.

7. As if its walls are an arid land,
Whose remoteness is covered with reddish sand.

8. And a sigh has ascended, and fear's darkness,
Has covered my eyes.

9. I wished I had a place to stay
Or that I had a grave in it to rest.

10. O nights! Yesterday, loneliness of my night
Has demolished this ruins.

11. O beauty of Majtaly, greetings,
How has our covenant and pact changed?

12. How has one page been folded, and another
With a musky scent has been sealed?

13. O beauty of Majtaly, greetings,
The delight of the eye when you sleep.

14. Do you know or not? I am in ruins,
Covered with flesh and bones.

15. O beauty of Majtaly, devotion,
To your face, the most beautiful of faces.

16. Your naked body is like the virgin sands
Not roamed by ostriches.

17. And when you dress up, the hillsides
Are green, roamed by clouds.

18. You have broken one lyre and another,
Which passion and love have complained of.

19. I know you don't listen,
I just want people to hear.

20. Why complain to the rock of reproach?
And who can blame it for being hard?

21. What else but the rhymes get tired,
And the words become cheap?

22. O you, may your seventy sacrifices not fulfil
A vow! Nor the firewood extinguish!

23. An ugly blame should not be made
Of a sweet face that adorns it.

24. You are forever Rome's bride,
While to me you are striking lightning.

25. Your wedding was ill-omened,
Refusing a mourning ceremony.

26. Neither your pledge was blessed,
Nor did the judge approve it.

27. I wish the nest you have hatched
Would be demolished by hatred and conflict.

28. And the bridal chamber you have adorned
You both were its firewood.

29. For injustice is innocent blood,
And justice is taking revenge!

30. Be fascinated by the law of passion,
Where one who does not care is condemned.

31. And none is exempt if he is not
Infatuated by it, and debased by blame.

32. Be fascinated by it, confused and captive,
For by this, that one is the imam.

33. People around him bow down,
Sitting for him, standing for him.

34. I said as misery has alarmed me,
We are indeed firewood for the fire of passion.

35. Why is hatred twisted with love?
And why is there narrowness and injustice?

36. They said: A system that fates the universe.
I said: And is there a ruling injustice?

37. Uglier than a ragged black man
Whose master is the ragged, the system.