1. O proud beauty with charming eyes,
Quintessence of life and essence of meaning,

2. Did you bring me to life yesterday only to kill me today
By rejecting and excluding me when I deserve to be drawn near?

3. Had I revived a beloved dead man,
I would have done so for the goodness I inspired in him.

4. Does not the grateful man love the dead one he revived,
And saved from his kindness, as sweet as he could make it?

5. I say to people who promised you prophecy from me
Yet I have not claimed that nor wished it,

6. Shall I keep my pledge while Qasim breaks his
And his hands perish while my gratitude does not?

7. You lie! The giver of high station, his resolve
Is for justice and beneficence, it is unbending.

8. O Qasim, if I fulfilled what you deserve,
You would no longer be named in this world at all,

9. And would only be called Majid and son of Majid.
The finest description suits you, and more so the finest.

10. And if you are hoped for, your protector forgets
My share, though he enriches others and makes them rich.

11. And he excludes me with the exclusion of a great crime
While once I used to be summoned and brought near,

12. Does he veil from me a company I intensely love
With the love Qays had for Layla?

13. Yes, I am forbidden what I am unfit for.
Does my strength prevent me from the lowest position?

14. I implore you not to wrong me, and calm
The fervor of hatred in your hearts that bend toward your love,

15. Make me a tool and use me for my skills,
Or not, then grant me sustenance over time.

16. I still hope for success while your hands
Are folded over the striving applicant.

17. An ungrateful critic has not ceased imploring you
Nor a slanderer thanking you with praise.

18. You still shelter in your rooms
A frowning newcomer and one whose time has passed.

19. O servants of God, what is wrong with a situation
I could treat with the remedies of care?

20. Am I misfortunate for one who, if I said is the best to walk
The earth, my conscience would take no exception?

21. I seek refuge from the tyranny of one whose rule
Makes me complain of one group and makes rich another.

22. Grant me a man with no luck among the perverse,
While among the decent is a revered honor.

23. Indifferent to the world if you disapprove,
It is no settled abode for dwelling.