1. My life, O brother of yearning, we are
My heart from the pain of separation, we are

2. And the arrows of events have struck my heart
So it fluttered like a wounded bird when it sang

3. May God curse time, for it has transgressed
Upon us with separation, and it has picked fruits greedily

4. And made me far from the home of those
Whom I love, O brother of yearning I moaned

5. I stay up conversing with the moon of the nights
Remembering them when the night pulls its garment

6. And I shed my tears at dawn whenever
I hear the warbling of the bold nightingale

7. And I have a liver burning with passion
Before the separation, so how will it be when we part

8. And meeting the beloved only increases longing
For seeing him, so how will it be when he is absent from us

9. I remembered the homes and their dwellers
So you are my soul and my heart sighed

10. And a lone nightingale in a vale stirs me
On a bending branch, bending as it bent

11. Sobbing and no beloved has left it
And its heart was not filled with meaning

12. And you have the right, O the trustee of my heart
Of the pleasures after you I have denied them

13. And if there is distance between our bodies
Then nearness is in our souls

14. Perhaps He who has destined separation for us
Will bless us with meeting the loved ones, if He favors us

15. There has come to me from you prose, a necklace
Of precious pearls, eloquent in words and meaning

16. So it gave me life with the memory of the Best Master
With the memory of His excellent attributes, it preoccupied us

17. So my longing for kissing the hand of the generous prince
Who has surpassed in the two honors, meanings

18. And his son Khalil, my Master full of bounty
Resembling the full moon in brilliance and beauty

19. And our Master the Trustee, whom he called Faithful
And God granted him what he wished

20. May God make their sway last with might
And increase their elevation with glory and safety

21. And extend them with favor and happiness
As long as the birds sing