1. When the writer binds his reed,
And the flowing tears descend,

2. Between them may arise whatever you wish,
Of censure or blame.

3. As for my state after you,
God knows best about it.

4. A heart plunging into fire,
Not hesitating to dive in.

5. An eye whose tears constantly flow,
Forever streaming.

6. For with the water of intimacy,
Its water was sustained.

7. But when the water was cut off,
It overflowed on the swift.

8. You are not merciful to it,
After all this.

9. If one who sought drink like the people of Darim came to you,
I see worry constantly accompanying,

10. Regret over its separation.
So explain to me what separated,

11. Worry from the tranquil one.
With a cup whose fatherhood,

12. Was neglected by a sleeping heedless one.
So I do not reckon anything else,

13. Safe from its dispensation.
Who was with me in the presence,

14. Of the Sheikh, Father of Al-Qassim.
Does the wolf attack,

15. The young lambs in their thicket?
A young man, if fate deprives,

16. Time restores the deprived.
I see times which,

17. The arriving latecomer laments over.
So if one passes by it, he passes,

18. Waiting apprehensively.
And it makes him swerve, even if he was,

19. Determined to continue his course.
Opposing, clinging, and imposing,

20. What is not necessary.
Transgressing, and for the servile one,

21. To transgress upon the servant.
When the roaming thought,

22. Dictates to the arranging pen.
It built between them your merit,

23. A covenant none can destroy.
You superseded the Arabs with the non-Arabs,

24. So there is no Kaʿb or Hatim.
You are today for the wealth,

25. And whoever is generous with it, an oppressor.
Suspicions sometimes walk,

26. With judgment casting them.
So they walk after they were,

27. Upright, perfect camels.