1. Does not the love of Uthayma deserve
That for her you stay awake and sleep not?

2. For one smitten with love and passion for her
How blessed am I that none can reproach me!

3. A generous man whom the nights altered not
To bewilder him, nor an ancient pact

4. He bid the women of the tribe farewell,
Roaming distraught, enslaved by thoughts of you

5. And he grew lean, for love had killed his fervor
His bliss is marred, and worries consume him

6. A trustee who betrays no friend’s secret
If he possess a noble, generous soul

7. And when the secret of this love spreads
My secret’s keeper shall be ever taciturn

8. I met her, smooth of skin, slender of waist
Graceful of neck, gentle, not harsh or rude

9. When Uthayma adorns herself, I say “A sun!”
And when Uthayma veils, I say “A houri!”

10. A face that gleams like the full moon a-shine
Mature of hue, enjoying fortune’s bounty

11. When fickle love one day decides to flee
Then my love for you shall ever constant be

12. I fast when she abstains, and break the fast
When she breaks fast; I fast not separately

13. Scant is your pleasure, still most prized by me
Your discontent, a mighty thing to me!