1. The one I loved has spurned me after ardour
And then the bird of fortune took its flight

2. God has decreed that I should melt and waste
And wasting comes on everythingbrand-new

3. In youth the fancy for the fair is linked
To sprightliness; and far unlike is near

4. Perchance I was a suitor of sweet maids
And coveted them all, both dark and bright

5. How much pure honey and sweet wine I quaffed
And both of us are victims of wood aloes

6. And both of us the zephyr had imbued
With fragrance - Eisa son of Khalid son of Walid

7. A horseman who surpasses horsemen, when
The mountains of iron clash in fight, smites with the sword