1. What is with your love, O Umayma, no longer pure?
Was he unripe for you before, or is he now pure?

2. What would hurt you if in chaste love
You were fair to those who were dutiful and fair?

3. Slow down, Umayma, and be gentle. The pain
Of my youth that I suffered has been enough.

4. Does not a slender waist leave its owner
In love - his body thinner and more slender?

5. Though I broke my vow, I was never
For vows, O Umayma, a breaker.

6. If the one whose abode is in your heart
Is stronger than you and pardons, and your image in my heart did not fade,

7. How many encampments of yours have I marked
And paused for your love as stations?

8. When I stood at the abode I said, addressing
My companions, "Stop at its threshing floor."

9. "Ask about it and look at me an hour
That I may pour down tears and gush them."

10. An abode whose traces, after mixing, appeared -
In it, the lineaments recite scripture.

11. How many times was I in its courtyards flirting
With its gazelles, stirring my loose cloak,

12. In the shade of a fertile life, no happiness
Appeared to me but anxiety and holding back.

13. My tresses are disheveled, fluttering when
The breeze stirs their edges, or it blows gently.

14. Morn and eve, I follow the train of youth,
Wrapped in the chill of adolescence, fluttering.

15. I toy with that gazelle of yours but never
Cease from an intimacy with his mouth, stealing sips.

16. I pluck the sweetness of union from it and taste
The delicious saliva of its smiling mouth.

17. And when the arrows of his glances hit me,
Their sparring was to one whose wound had healed.

18. Since he tastes not the love of, and lends no ear
To, one who blamed me and reproached me.

19. All of us in exaggerating love
Love his companion, ardently and passionately.

20.
He was not faithful to me in shared love

21. Unless I was to him as he was to me, faithful.
I did not take his smooth cheek

22. Unless he bent, shyly and gently.
And I think that in what transpired between us

23. He leaned toward me more than tenderness and turning.
And warbling over the vegetation, his concern

24. Was only to confess and shout.
He chanted longingly at dawn, so my liver was severed

25. With sorrow for his melody, and I yearned.
And he lamented the wounds of my heart and his melodies

26. Left my heart worn out and on the verge.
A vast expanse whose slopes the darkness covers

27. With gloom, and voids interspersed with voids.
The wings of night crossed it with a swoop

28. And darkness in its depths spun a thread.

29. None crossed it successfully in trying to reach it
Except the father of the Arabs whom He chose and preferred.

30. A king who prides in engaging the lofty
By nature - this was not pretense in him.

31.
He sought an exalted, noble rule, and it sufficed him

32. For his lofty glory what he sought.
He erected a minaret in his glories but did not

33. Need the pride of his forebears, nor was content.
He was intimate with manliness from his youth and was not

34. Intimate in friendships with any but it.
In glories and sublimity no man was mentioned

35. Unless he was through it the most majestic and noble.
He pours towards the virgin praise, surely a king who poured

36. To reach the sweet union of pillows, impassioned.
You would not meet him but enraptured,

37. Pouring the first-fruits of glories, tailored.
Do not describe him as the son of Sa`dah or

38. Al-Qaqa` among his companions and the most just.
His meanings excelled, and his majesty excelled, that

39. He might conform to speech and be described.
It is as if from the palace balcony I

40. Saw him - I saw Egypt and Joseph!
O best of those who rode steeds, as if they

41. In their galloping were lightning in their swiftness!
What would you say of a visitor for whom you are a Kaaba,

42. The deserts with his traveling party circumambulating?
He has come, the majestic mountains humbling,