1. Leave what the slanderer embellished and what he claimed,
My heart did not recover from affliction, nor became resolute.

2. The sign of passion in me is flowing tears
For the abode, and a body that bears sickness.

3. And hearing - whenever estrangement increased upon
My passion for Layla - blaming, it increased his stubbornness.

4. I do not forget the day of parting while the camels are loaded,
And the separation gathered farewell and gloom.

5. And whenever she blamed me for my passion,
Hot coals kindled in my entrails a burning.

6. O critic! Passion is difficult for those
Who are not preoccupied with love or touched with grief.

7. If you denied the tears I shed in lamenting,
While people eroded mountains with their critiques.

8. It only flowed from an affection and a yearning,
That made it reveal what was hidden.

9. A condition that humiliates, overcoming the bravery of lions,
And their feet made strong the fleeing cowards.

10. Our loved ones, the days of your nearness were quenched,
And the rain generously watered it, harmoniously.

11. They passed quickly - I know not in their swiftness
Whether I saw them awake or in a dream.

12. Do not blame my heart for passion after you,
For since I knew love, I have not been blamed.

13. No hope remains for me after being among you
Except what the turning of fate made painful.

14. I almost weep when I write complaining
Of separation, and of its heartless deeds.

15. What is with my imagination? Why did he pain me
Except that his imaginations always brought anxieties?

16. He greeted me and left suddenly thereafter,
Turning away from me, so I regretted his tracks.

17. He folded the tent until he came alone
To me - he did not bestow the barren land or the darkness.

18. With him among the crevices of the desert was a faded one
Like an unknown, dubious guide.

19. No caravan became lost or guide went astray with him
Except that he brought worries to its riders.

20. O abode! Why are you compensated after them
Perforce with the judgments of fate - the ravens and rubble?

21. If you were safe from the occurrences of time
My heart might have found peace within you.

22. And a house whose traces I asked at dawn
As travelers halted there - seeking its ruins.

23. So it did not answer me, yet how eloquent is silence!
I understood it, so my tears flowed profusely.

24. When I recalled Hind and her neighbor -
Days when the thread of the living was harmoniously joined.

25. Tears flowed down my eyelids abundantly
When it recalled her life - outshining tears.

26. Indeed the generous one sees the memory of those who are distant
Even if they forfeited the covenants of the bent one blamefully.

27. Where are the sweethearts in the days of her grandmother -
Should he win their mediation through passion's bounty?

28. They abandoned him - and this is a trait known
Of girlfriends when old age draws near.

29. No garden blossomed with flowers that every passerby
Plucked - adorned with tender greenery and violets.

30. The clouds wove for it garments of interwoven rains
In which - how excellent is its adornment and embroidery!

31. We yearned when the gentle breeze blew upon it
As if it breathed to us the conversations of love.

32. And it imparted me - apart from my companions - its secret
As if it knew what it cast upon me.

33. One day in poetry more beautiful than the rhythmic songs
My talents have composed of articulate words.

34. It contained knowledge thus its words are weighted,
And its style among the poets' verses is a flag.

35. Neither is the Euphrates like my tears in its swirling pools
When it surges in its currents, turbulent.

36. Nor are the doves in my laments and worries
Tomorrow when they weep for the lost and departed.

37. Whenever a singing bird chirped from it
And I recited poetry, we spread our verse.

38. And I have been content with reason's judgment for me
In what I say, and its opinion suffices as judge.