1. O dwellings of passion, I was quenched
In Al-Sharija valley towards life

2. Your flirtation haunts still
The open country and the secluded place

3. Neighboring the garden, where beauty resides
Eyes avert the taboo of the doe

4. Stances of houri, daughters of chambers
Make those who loved weep

5.
Weeping of doves in a cove

6. Responding at the smile of dawn
When they promenade the slender waists

7. Light chested, heavy hipped
Delicate limbs, torture of sunset

8. Small hearts, weak strengths
Visitors every Friday

9. Graves settled in the abode of misery
Swaying their rumps

10. Coquetting women like supple branches

11. As if the leaning of their curves
Is the leaning of branches in the breeze of morn

12.
How much solace have I in your shadows

13. Away from the place of youth
After estrangement from a union

14. And separation from a meeting place

15. And from a day of worry we enjoyed
With our righteous, agreeable loved ones

16. So I was changed because of you in Wasit
To dwellings of Anbat, people of villages

17. And from the sight of its gardens
Thickets facing the town center

18. And from the beauty of its inhabitants’ faces
Monkeys snarling under the fronds

19. Men of Kaskar, when seen
Resemble not all mankind