1. Ahmad, do our eyes have a connection
To a face of yours, fair Harithi,

2. You slip away at dawn when we try to visit,
And we are not granted the joy of evening,

3. So be good, O Kaba's youth, for I
Saw distance comes from a slacker's acts,

4. Loyal to a relative, father and friend,
For loyalty is owed to the bosom friend,

5. By the forty, she was led reluctantly
Without weakness or feebleness,

6. She nobly bore the burden of her quest
From the generous, noble father Ali,

7. For the branch gains prominence when grafted
Onto the slender, youthful trunk,

8. And the buyer's pleasure is a shining bond
With its radiance as bright as the full moon,

9. He is the branded one, so be loyal
For the branded is only with the loyal.