1. After meeting you, is there anxiety?
Or after parting from you, is there caution?

2. Both caused tears to flow copiously
And love for loved ones and sleeplessness

3. Oh patience, spread your trained falcon
After separation, back to the trace

4. My tears in the pasture are manifest
The ruins suffice instead of rain

5. And lightning, I met its spark
From the fire of my love with sparks

6. And the night, I see it but it does not reveal
From intense longing, until dawn

7. I used to sleep while my eyelid
Did not expose itself to danger

8. And today I protect the memory of the two eyes
For your sake, from sight

9. O full moon of darkness that did not shine for us
Except that I was needless of the moon

10. A straight stick that the leaves
Do not flutter upon except the hair

11. I was not content with your connection
So I was content, with your distance, with news

12. I attributed you to glory and the passions
Started with it the vanity of delusion

13. And the fate of the blood of lovers when
Prolonged in love, to waste

14. I have a complaint to your tenderness
That melts for its complaint the heart of stone

15. And I was pierced by the sting of an infatuation, which
Falls short, in my heart, of the needles

16. How often I wish in the breeze
The fragrance of your sweet-scented perfume

17. And if the homelands are empty, farewell,
You were not hoping for pasture

18. And someone stayed up whom anxiety
Had kindled in his ribs the fire of thought

19. Yearning for the branches of ochre
Moringa and what fragrance they contain

20. And the faces of the young women crowned
With sweat like pearls from the chin veils

21. Oh the agony of an hour between them
When distance prevails, so do not chide

22. In my chest, the discontent of an infatuation which was not relieved
By the intimacy of union or the breast

23. Why did you shun, was it from old age
That thinking brought upon me?

24. Or from a comrade who shed my tears?
His arrows at me with shortcoming

25. Whoever lived saw the length of days
And it led him to others

26. And a lightning that kept me awake
So I closed my eyes at its gleam

27. And I imagined its kindling in the air
From the passions, with a spark

28. And I was patient with the pain of loss
And the taste of patience is like bitterness

29. Oh heart, how much you are attached
To the fair women, long ago and the lovely doe eyed women

30. A passion pulled you toward them
Kindled by a fire from the recollection

31. So why do you shun wine?
And they abandoned you, and with wine

32. And why do you stand in a land
Of separation, bewildered like a line?

33. The poets versified, and they did not remain
Proud in speech, for the proud

34. And adorned the flowers of poetry, but
Excess adorns itself over flowers

35. And I versified, and came with what is more seemly
In beauty, and more excellent over pearls

36. Words like a meadow I adorned them
Without blemish and without limit

37. They entertain the companion when the travelers
In it are diverted from intoxication

38. They wanted and I shot, so how many bows
For them in poetry without a bowstring?

39. And if they are incapable, they nevertheless aspired
For aspiration is not contingent on success

40. They robbed the Bedouins of their speech
And the frustration of comprehension overwhelmed them

41. And most of them wander foolishly
In poetry among the people of the dwellings

42. They were ignorant of things and I was not ignorant
Of the shortcoming of counterfeiting over grave matters

43. So the ancients won by the merit of precedence
And where is purity from turbidity?