1. Whether I stayed up late or slept,
After dreams could no longer come to me,

2. People ask how did I sleep and who knows
Except for the doer of the deed.

3. A gazelle sang, with a delicate,
Beautiful eye and soft side.

4. It weakened me, so my eye would not
Leave it, whether it’s a phantom or tears accumulating.

5. It did not reach me or promise me, and it said: “I have
Fulfilled, so what can I confide so that I may conceal?”

6. My heart roamed and I cannot remember
When this love began wandering before.

7. So it flows and there is no stopping it.
Perhaps I will settle for security.

8. And I had said when I sent my messenger
To the rain clouds accumulating:

9. "Go look among the faces of the clouds and see
If you can spot Ahmed Son of the Everlasting."

10. He is the dew of dew, and if he was among them,
Then go on, for the dew does not cease to stand.

11. He does not like that some people be in generosity
Until some of the clouds are there.

12. A session where every visitor is burdened,
As if it will lighten when another arrives.

13. So you see every bird falling into it
As if the dew is recounting the newcomers.

14. The horizons are like gifts coming
With grants, so nothing suits the blamer.

15. Some of them elevate with the intention of glory
While others demolish in the dome of wealth.