1. The north wind brought a northern breeze
In the dawn, so it stirred the nightingale

2. Alas! For what it brought, alas for it!
It revived what was dead of my limbs

3. So its reward is two loves for its beautiful name
From us, and love for its good deeds

4. And it has a right over us to agree with its name
A renewed yearning for the name of the north

5. I was pleased with it as a skillful doctor
That heals the souls from love sickness and shackles

6. With it I became needless of messengers
To uncover the deserts and what desire hides

7. It reminds you that I am still true to you
And Allah bears witness to the truth of my words

8. I shunned sins and it was not my habit
To commit sins for you and each new moon

9. And I guarded my eyes from any beautiful temptation
And restrained the pole of my tent with ropes

10. And I rejected the pleasures of life and its goodness
Of clothing, food or money

11. And when I'm alone and find no one to console me
Except misfortunes with long dark nights

12. I throw my garment over my face crying
And make my forehead lean on the north

13. I used to be, before we parted, in bliss
Of a life with you, carefree and content

14. Why did the love become miserable and make its grandfather miserable
It cut off my hopes and broke my dreams

15. My loved ones were forced away violently
On Thursday at noon the ships of the first party sailed

16. So the souls were ripped from their bodies
In yearning, while still far from death

17. The stars of eyes rained, so they became green
And the roses of cheeks with continuous downpour

18. After you left, O North, I remained confused
Inhaling spirits with the evening breezes

19. And I moan in the darkness of night, lying down
And spend the night awake until dawn

20. Like a mad lover, except that in
The fat of the south there is virtue in leanness

21. How many sympathizers asked if maybe
They could console your love, and I said: others have tried

22. How can there be consolation when I tied its knots
With my covenants and its ropes with my ropes

23. And I looked at people, but did not find
Anyone more beautiful than it in beauty

24. Shame on me if I let go of its reins
Or was unfaithful in love by changing

25. And whenever I forget, I cannot forget its words:
"Unite us in your letters at the head of each crescent"