1. I confide in you what is within me, is that enough for you?
In it, to my passion is the clearest proof,

2. Truthfully informing what is in the consciences,
without prolonged words that are of no benefit.

3. And since the excess of sickness has left him in his state,
he has risen above the reproacher and blamer.

4. So O people of my affection, how have you found it lawful
to sever the bond, out of fear of wealth and it was said out of love?

5. You have tired of an infatuation that I have not tired of its torment,
even though there is nothing permanent in love.

6. And you left me in the dwellings and moved on
with a glance that stirred up thoughts in my mind.

7. And my tears flow, and tears are the inspirations
of the causes of sorrow, from sighing and wailing.

8. And the hardy of separation found endurance in me
with patience upon the decree of humiliating passion.

9. So what is my strategy, for there is none among the loved ones who have mercy,
nor among the passionate people anyone but the ignorant.

10. And for them in every land and dwelling,
they have a confidant of passion, from a killer and a killed one.

11. And when we despaired, I said to my she-camel,
"To Layla's abode, turn my side."

12. She trots lightly over the gravel plains in every undertaking
and the neighing to its inhabitants and tribe.

13. She did not waver from the love even as homesickness burdened her
to every living soul, emigrant and tribe.

14. When the darkness and tear overcast her, she was not afraid
even if she heard the sounds of death and perishing.

15. She feeds upon a love for Layla that is manifest in her moan
the pangs of longing in the heart of the afflicted.

16. So who is there for the sickly lover's brother
near the sanctuary or with some medicine?

17. Engrossed am I with the delicate tree branches
like the cheeks of the beloved in frailty and withering.

18. The drunkenness of the morning breeze makes it sway
bending gently as evidence of the malady of every bending branch.

19. And when we stopped for farewell, with a glance
of the eyelids, furtive like kohl.

20. There came from a flock of gazelles a wild one
that gave us opportunity in the meadow and rest stop.

21. I stood but could not hold back the onset of tears
that flow over a cheek that has for them a tilting place.

22. And tears are only for parting with them in it and its people
and the era of youth at dawn and evening.

23. When friends are far from me and I do not find
a messenger to them, so the breeze is my messenger.

24. I ask about them every wind that blows
upon me at dawn from the north and south.

25. Oh, excellent is that time now gone
commendably with a harmony to be approved and a friend.

26. A time we spent in happiness not seeing
the capriciousness of fate as ugly.

27. We accompanied those gazelles as companions
to the shade of a life for the youth shaded.

28. I will praise that time of yours with words
that show poetry's tongue to be unfailing.

29. With praise, if narrators relate it tomorrow,
little will be my praise yet it is no little thing.

30. Even though the people of poetry have become
many, and among the many there is no equivalent.