1. Tell me, my neighbor, about her
For whom I pine, in vain it avails me not

2. I long that she turn her abode away
And does her nearness profit me if she draws near?

3. If she draws near, her nearness calms my heart
As distance from her excites longing in me

4. Can Umm Bishr avail me in my stance
At the palm tree on the day of parting, as my eyes pour forth tears?

5. For her I am a submitting peacemaker if she is at peace
An enemy to those with whom fate has enthralled her

6. The daughter of Taym denied me though I implored her
One evening as the assailants gathered fully armed

7. Take my reason or take me, do not mimic it
For within reason, not murder, lies the goal of the bowstring