1. Between the flower of dew and the light of the marshes
My anguish appeared and my shame was exposed

2. And if its winds blew towards you from youthful Najd
A breeze of comfort pulled me towards you

3. So respond to one whose mounts stride with vigor
And tomorrow with resolve like a broken wing

4. Forgive me, my loved ones, and be gentle with me
With tenderness from you that tames my zeal

5. For whom can I hope for but you while you are
My horizon's houses and the light of my mornings

6. Passion pitched its tent in my ribs so I quenched
A fire of yearning sparked by my vigor

7. In my rising to you and my repose
While my heart for those of you now gone

8. Remains forever wounded from the stabs
Shout, roll up your sleeves, commit yourself

9. To the ways of effort not jest
Towards the Prophet's grave, hurry the mounts

10. And struggle, towards success steer your soul
Fates held me back from him

11. If only I knew when I'll be set free
Sites and abodes still pull

12. My vigor to yearn and stretch out to them
In love I take refuge in your passion

13. I have no refuge from you but in you
Alas my shame if I were one whose

14. Arrow missed in the shooting contest
In the fragrant earth, elegant gardens

15. Its blossoms surpassed the scattering of lights
Upon it from the gloomy, greetings

16. Never ceased from the one donned in black