1. I am worn out by the reproaches - I have no pretense
So stop, O their horses, before things get worse

2. The heart takes on what is not its custom
With such mischief - alas for all this pretense

3. O reproacher, even if you repeat your reproaches
It will not avail you, however excessive your extravagance

4. You will not find a state that pleases you
With all the blame and violence that you dispense

5. Reproach and loved ones are of no use, now they have gone
Far from me, yet I pine for them nonetheless

6. There was a time when they were here, and life was joyful
Until the sands of desolation bore them hence

7. They left to every far and desolate place, like an arrow
When it is loosed, and the branches of the bow flex tense

8. My eyes still gaze at their beauties
As if they grazed in a lush, fragrant garden

9. A lovely doe, a graceful gazelle
Swaying between the lures of wanderlust and indolence

10. Enough, O veiled one, of your amorous glances, for you have
Attained in me the place of fervor and ardor intense

11. You have attained in me a place where you reside
And where longings and sorrows have pitched their tents

12. The women I courted did not console me, nor did I
Take any pleasure to warm me or pretense to convince

13. I kept true to our pact before we parted
So how can I now break it, when we are far hence?

14. She went away, and the long separation changed her
She no longer heeds my love or affection intense

15. When I recall our times and the pleasures with her
I seek refuge in copious, gushing tears hence

16. O my tears, speak to me after our separation of what
I feel, and portray the secrets of passionate love, and dispense

17. I used to hide it when we were together,
But today, that time of harmony makes no sense

18. After my loved ones left and distance replaced
That closeness with remoteness and distance immense

19. And the camels are enraged by the separation, bearing
The litters in a covered enclosure's dark defense

20. Concealing them from all eyes completely
Without exception, as precious pearls in a shell intense

21. They return them despite the guard, as I
Used to visit the gentle, docile and shy, in pretense

22. Moving with every fully armed regiment
Resolved to restore the swift mares to our tribe's defense

23. How many leagues they crossed, while she traveled afar
Exertion that only the ardent and zealous would commence

24. If she misses the flowers, she does not rage
When the goal is too remote, and the effort intense

25. The loved ones traveled far from the abodes of a patient one
So how many corpses lay prone across their path hence!

26. If it were the day of departure, the camels striding
And every draft of separation like a sword thrust tense

27. You would not find but grief for the separation, chaotic
And tears poured in profusion from eyes intense

28. And one crazed, reason lost when his dear ones went far
So who can guide the wanderer, mad and dense?

29. Recalling their nearness kindles his smoldering passions
For remembering them is balm for one whom sorrow rents

30. He has not forgot the joy of that flirtation with one slender
For which he loved the wine he sipped ever since