1. I see a rider singing in the meadows
Did your eyes renew their weeping after me

2. What talk of them is easiest guided
That love occurs among the people from them

3. As if when you were sick, you darkened a bleary-eyed
Of weak strength, you stripped a white, gaunt

4. And if I wanted, I would warn hearts about it
But I say and leave the words ambiguous

5. And if I was foolish with change in passion
Then soon after today I will learn

6. So do not deny that the tears changed color
And clothed the cheeks in a cold, broken complexion

7. I remembered something so my tears poured down
The whiteness of my mouth in the redness of blushes

8. A knocker of night, not seeking companionship
Nor wanting food from intensity of hunger

9. Not lost, so sought direction or humiliated, so insisted
That you prevent him, the insistent, resolute

10. Nor blood money for his people you carry
When blood becomes its load, it stops blood

11. It's just that you be generous with a look
In which he renews his old pact

12. Like a precious jewel in the shop of a stubborn seller
I rode to her through the darkness of night, dim

13. I found him wandering between her treasures
And praying for her for half the darkness, bending

14. I threaded to her until I knew his place
And woke him, then I started greeting

15. He didn't see me until he faced her and named me
And bid her goodbye, sealed, and bid farewell

16. His soul didn't take when I surprised him
As the noble soul takes the noble, honoring

17. When he is generous, he hides his generosity, veiled
As the brave kills the moaner, masked

18. His gifts aren't to the extent of his soul
Though great, the clouds are lower than the sky

19. And he brought me closer than the house of his money
What a neighbor! He didn't refuse or get gloomy

20. I see him one time traveling, self-concealed
Over it, another time, approaching, frowning

21. And he points the visitors, points them
To his opinion, not to see in it a dirham

22. Submerged in the color of her saliva
He mutely speaks, gathering her gums

23. Like the span of a hand, but his affliction
If prolonged, prolonged the evenly proportioned poison

24. You combined with it a distant worry and ambition
Digression, complete merit and progress

25. O people, if dew were not eloquent
This dew would be translating him

26. I see every day an opponent, opponent facing
Staying when the rabble think of it

27. The horizons shine for him at his emergence
When the gift of generosity scorned and darkened

28. He quenched and satisfied me, I can't regain it
I separate if I part from it, the return of darkness