1. Your absence has pained me after long companionship,
And your distance hurts me after affection and sweetness.

2. My heart clings to the memory of your absence, truly it,
Is an occupation granted to us from the occupations.

3. A lioness whom the throwing arrows have driven you away from me,
Indeed the arrows are harmful to men.

4. Rather, some of the love came between us,
And it changed for a substitute from the substitutes.

5. Lovers do not last, they only,
Have a promised time, and they are shadows of shadows.

6. Beware of the beloved, she is truly a paradise,
If only she would give us from her gifts.

7. She mixed her sweetness with beauty of affection,
And grandeur for the adorned and glory.

8. A blonde who holds back the ignorant,
And avoids every jesting idler.

9. The storyteller claimed she is limping,
Weak, with defective ankles without anklets.

10. Cheeks, if she washed you would see her face veil,
Wandering above the carpets in every place.

11. Do not seek any lies from her when you speak with her,
Except with the sincerity of speech and action.

12. She is no gossip from whom her clan,
And neighbor of the neighborhood is in confusion because of her.

13. Convey to the beloved that I am devoted to her,
My love even if the ropes of our relation broke.

14. I am a man, betrayal is not of my traits,
And when I speak, I speak other than complaining.

15. The beloved has descended in my heart like an impassable valley,
That was a protected sanctuary from assaults.

16. The beloved fulfilled what I entrusted her with,
My mounts are tied at her abode.

17. My love, do not ridicule me, I am,
Quick to leave behind whoever wishes for separation.

18. How many friends have I refused, but then did not find,
Anyone like me for the place of his secrets.

19. He showed separation then went back to his forbearance,
After hearing the talk of the ignorant.

20. I am a man who brings together a friend, even if he avoids me,
And I make excuses for him with the tricks of the deceitful.

21. Whoever sweetens me with love one day, I reward him,
With friendship equal to his example with my example.

22. So join with our beloved, or else break it off,
I know and my steps falter and my question ends.

23. And disobey the slanderers, I have disobeyed my kin,
And joined your rope and fought off your blamers.

24. Whoever you honor, I honor, and whoever is rude,
He knows behind you the fighting of my determination.

25. How can I abandon you all when my eyes have not seen,
The likes of you in a sanctuary or replacement?

26. You are my wish and talk of my soul when alone,
My family, you are their ransom, O beloved, and my money.

27. Are you not but a gazelle in Khamila,
With supple neck bending to the gazelle?

28. You captivate men with the sunset of a cool,
Sweet evening when the sleeper dreams.

29. Like the sand grouse wandering from the absent dew,
In the plain between ridges and sands.

30. And when you are alone with her you are alone with a free woman,
Agile, crushing the bones, lazy and tired.

31. Good is the sleeper when the stars grow dark,
In every pleasant and quiet night.

32. She seduces the forbearing with the eye of a one-eyed sleepy drunk,
That flows to the pasture of an orchard.

33. And with features like a sword, smooth cheek,
Joining the forehead, and thick sideburns.

34. And with a glossy forearm and the palm of a young girl,
And upper arms under the robes heavy.

35. A lioness whom her fathers are honored,
Every day of pride and fighting.

36. Between the short and tall prominent,
Not indecent or boastful.

37. Like the sun or more beautiful when she appeared,
In the morning from behind the shelter and ornaments.

38. If you turn away from us, O beloved, and seek,
A substitute, then I am not for you a remaining lover.

39. Was not your love other than shining and vanishing,
Covering the plants and removing all obstacles?

40. There was in past pilgrimages a lover’s,
Seeking of a singing girl and long waiting.

41. Did you forget and join, or forget my love,
For you in past pilgrimages time?

42. Unless the separation and distance from you change it,
Then your love in me decays.

43. You wished me well then left it,
And rode the circumstances so I turned to my circumstances.

44. O friend, stop at the ruins,
Ask the abodes, and do not repeat my question,

45. About its people, I see it has changed,
After good days to abodes of desolation.

46. I used to think in the past,
That I am one who asks or is patient, but I cannot be patient.

47. Deer walk around it alone,
And I see it is no longer a place for deer.

48. Its dwellings have been watered from the direction,
Of the clouds with pouring dense rain.

49. The rain washed away their beauty so they endured,
Separation after dawn and the family.

50. And their pregnant she-camels were driven by a gruff,
Grimacing guide graceful in walking and descending.

51. They raised the howdahs on the backs of a glorious group,
Conquering every slow camel with a litter.

52. Crowding with the load, not pausing,
Ardent, if you hurry it, it inclines to the left.

53. It ascends and penetrates into the rein when it finishes,
Its fervor and intends to accelerate.

54. For any purpose our young man does not attain,
From them a place of excuse or rebuke.

55. In the pregnant she-camels my lead rope did not leave,
Except the young and the old.

56. Tossing in the darkness of night sullen,
The cheeks disheveled piling the camel packs.

57. And they show through the dust when the caller,
To dawn calls as if they are heavily loaded.

58. As for the horses, all are barren,
Some of them castrated whitened with scraping.

59. When you do not see but a brave soldier leaning,
Under the saddlecloth, joined in the limbs.

60. And between them the horses seem as if,
Their skulls were sprinkled with plaster.

61. For the birds and beasts from them provisions,
In every battleground for them and land.

62. They approach men from places of reward at them,
Wages, and cut off from lifespans.

63. She walked among them, faltering,
Indeed the lover mingles with fears.

64. So I yearned, and the loving man yearns,
And tears flowed from the eye on the garment.

65. She did not make her night pleasant, O beloved, when it was pleasant,
Except to make us crazed by an apparition.

66. How did you come upon ignorant youth,
Whose forbearance was little with folly?

67. Relying on the hands of tender, plump, sleepy maids,
Containing indifference and languor.

68. They placed their belongings in an unknown ruin,
Silent, with an entrance from darkness.

69. Their tents swayed by an unrelenting north wind,
Flying between valleys and plateaus.

70. From every remote sweet basil that purifies,
Having elegance ascending the carriages long.

71. It neighs and penetrates into the rein when it is finished,
From it the yearning and it intends acceleration.