1. The heart of the longing one fluttered, not for the sailor,
But for longing to you and comfort.

2. If I possessed passion I would have flown to you,
Oh my wings, where are my wings?

3. You reside in the corners of my heart and my heart,
Dwells with you in those corners.

4. And to you, no matter how tight the neck-ring is,
Agitation of passion is not for sake of the breast-wrap.

5. Oh you who slumber in Babylon, if only you knew,
How my brother of grief spends the night comforted.

6. How we stayed up for the dawn, by God,
I did not care for any dawn but yours.

7. And we inhaled the winds seeking particles,
Of a sweet scent in the pocket of the winds.

8. Who can provide my eyes with an appearance of yours,
An appearance of good news, an appearance of joy.

9. I have deprived even my heart since your absence,
Ardor has fallen in it which I was granted to ignite.

10. So over ecstasy, how restless my heart became,
And over distance, how difficult dispersal became.

11. Your atmosphere drizzled, but with a brave one,
The dew of spirits from my eyelids.

12. I have a connection of love to your good fragrance,
Its mark is not erased from the heart by erasers.

13. So its land has triumphed over the sky and said,
Oh sky, praising me is an obligation upon you.

14. Do you boast with abodes while I have,
The home of those who were the pride of homes?

15. Chiefs whose generosity sprawls,
So they led Quraysh with it to superiority.

16. And Jafar’s generosity sufficed them with pride,
In a towering honor and obvious glory.

17. Oh chief of the eminent, and what a good chief,
From whom the highest masters sought refuge.

18. You filled the eye of the world, but between,
The two coolnesses of generosity and lenience.

19. And you remedied time until it proclaimed about you,
My pride, you probed the depths of my wounds.

20. If reaching you has shortened my steps,
Then praising you has prolonged in your sublimity.

21. For you from me, whatever you proposed, and loyalty,
That obligates me to attain my hopes from you.