1. Your heart has become restless after tranquility, O homeland
And yearning makes the emigrant shed tears of sorrow

2. Whoever asked about us, where is our dwelling
The wilderness for us is dwelling enough

3. No home remains chaste after its inhabitants have gone
And what good is living there when you are the price

4. When the neighbors deplore whoever travels with them
And the Hajj pilgrimage, well-known for its assemblies

5. When we lived purely without troubles
Not harmed by the injustice of evildoers or the vicissitudes of time

6. When gathered we shunned all shamelessness
In that gathering which was a fine council

7. Such was an era whose misguidance has passed from us
And each era follows its own traditions in its course

8. Would that passion had not brought me near you nor
Caused me know you when my fortune with you was sorrow