1. I stayed up worrying about the sleepless eyes,
And the lovers' talk became my companion.

2. And I said, deceived by wellbeing and destiny,
My tongue turns in my mouth in circles.

3. So I kept remembering, unable to stop,
When I was known for forgetting thoughts.

4. If I don't help them with my heart, and if
The rules of passion don't run their course through my eyes,

5. And if my heart doesn't know how separation from a friend is,
As it's accustomed to the joining of one who departs.

6. My friend, why do I see every temptation
Hidden from people except the temptation of a poet?

7. So after you've known, don't call
Your friend except the enemy of secrets.

8. The expanse of my chest is narrowed by the secret again and again,
So how can it bear this constant thing?

9. Had I something less than purpose, I would have folded it,
But it is in its hands, spread by the publisher.

10. The one with wilted cheeks frowned,
So its owner praised it for what it has in consciences.

11. I forgive its mistake in the hated love,
And pardon its sin without being able.

12. I reveal a face of words in my blood,
So it unveils a face of evident beauty.

13. And it transgresses but none transgress against it, as if
It is, in its dignity, the horsemen of Awf ibn Aamir.

14. When she rides, the striking of spears sings
A song to the rhythm of the hoofbeats.

15. And if she takes up her swords on a raid,
There is no resistance but from the staves of villains.

16. Mu'al built her then Ali prepared her,
Joining her with the most brilliant stars.

17. A young man whom raids inherit, zeal protects him
Like women's actions with shuttles.

18. How much he gave with great generosity, and how much he gained
Abundantly from kings and great men.

19. And he never sought on an awful day an destination,
Unless sure it was unattainable.

20. By those creatures God has a blessing
With which He spins out the poet's survival.

21. A hand and a sword - how little they lack
If united one day in keeping secrets.

22. It is to the wrist, not meeting, that resisting fate bows,
And to the known arm, not to deceits.

23. I see everyone who loves you meets you as a killer,
As if you are death itself to some eyes.

24. Boldness placed you ahead in every army,
You almost came to be called Banner of the Armies.

25. Virtues that inspire the inspired and urge him
On a journey - how strange for a dead traveler!