1. O Umm Nufail, release me from suffering,
Perhaps relief is near or I shall perish swiftly,

2. How often you called her who rose creaking,
Walking feebly, stumbling, bending over,

3. She brought pure musk, nothing mixed with it
Except a little camphor she had sifted,

4. With ginger and apples, you’d think it was
Honey she had mixed with its fragrance,

5. O sweetness of her mouth and saliva
When the pillar of dawn stands straight,

6. Her mortar of musk whosepestle doesn't grind,
In my eyes it gains value if left a while,

7. If the perfume of grinding would lose strength when wrapped,
I would have been the perfume she had enfeebled,

8. With the flirt of her eyes, her teeth and
Softness of the exalted noble steed when it neighs,

9. You’ve delayed repayment of my debt, and you today have means,
Love pays a debt when the creditor has means,

10. You’ve delayed it a year, time on time,
And more, while you enjoy wrongdoing and evils,