1. With my heart the fires blaze,
And there is no rest,

2. I set out to the land of my beloved,
Meaning they left,

3. To God the convoy turned,
With my heart the meaning,

4. It brought my mind into error,
So my eye's tear,

5. Flows copiously and abundantly,
Due to my extreme sadness,

6. I have no patience for it,
The banks of pilgrimage,

7. Bring with it my sorrowful heart,
That convoy,

8. It became clear to me,
That my mind and my judgement,

9. Have failed, and by God my hopes,
Oh woe to my soul,

10. If my separation from her grows long,
I will visit her burial mound,

11. The house has made me feel lonely,
And there is no choice,

12. Oh house that ignites my flames,
With your pillars,

13. Either I turn away from the house or it is,
By God it is mighty,

14. Oh guide of slander stop it there,
Relieve my sickness,

15. About that light ask it,
For my tears gush forth,

16. For near it there are moons,
It has mysteries,

17. That the discerning mind grasps,
With what it chooses,

18. If my passion and love profit,
Beyond limit,

19. Oh eye pour down water,
From above my cheek,

20. And incite the embers in my heart,
Where to flee?

21. And the beloved ignited,
Water and fire,

22. Who is there for me when my longing has grown?
Heal my fracture,

23. If the brilliant lightning flashed,
With the outpouring of my tears,

24. Love captivated my softness,
And my patience ran out,

25. The birds provoke me,
And there is no waiting,

26. Except with poured out tears,
Cascade and downpour,

27. Full moon of Tayba call unto him,
For him are the cycles,

28. When will it approach to be seen by us?
The travel to it,

29. If an eye turns to the house,
The visitor comes near,

30. A house that has destinies,
Not to mention a house,

31. Whose glory among abodes,
Is the glory of neighborhood,

32. By God the one who loves it,
Has melted in longing,

33. And its attainment cured me,
Of what I did not find from it,

34. Glory truthfully exalted it,
It ruled softly,

35. For the Hashimi dignity and honor,
For him are glad tidings,

36. In praising him through ancestry,
Poems are recited,