1. The ruins called to the chest pained with passion
At the pure gathering, sister of Bani Kaab

2. It opened a wound whose closure I hoped for
With a wound that increased the heart's sorrows upon sorrows

3. It made Hudhaymah weep, God made his tears flow
Moaning until my companion woke me

4. I held my palms over my breast
And threw one of my eyelids towards the riding camels

5. None consoled me but my she-camel, my mount
Oh! Who can see what humbles the cheek out of distress?

6. So receive from me, O Ghumayya, my fluttering soul
My passion will carry it on the difficult ship

7. My tears flowed and my heart crammed with worries
Your necklace is from my tears and your heart from my heart

8. To delight you that I still suffer sorrow
And that I only find you after crossing tribulations

9. I yearn for Maytha, and the place of dust
And I look towards Wa'asa, the land of good soil

10. I befriend those who inhabited the empty wilderness
And gleam from your memory in the coolness of spring