1. A lightning flashed in the gloom of the night, radiant
Yes, indeed all that the passionate meets is fleeting

2. Are you now afraid of lightning though the friend is present?
How will it be when it flashes and the friend is distant?

3. Winds blew and added to the passionate one's fervor
The doves mourned and so did the heart-broken lovers

4. You met people with whom you did not find
Your friend, so tears flowed from your eyes

5. And you could no longer enjoy poetry when your passion
Departed, and poetry became common for people

6. Except the words of Ghailan bin Uqba, regretting
"Are the days that passed coming back?"

7. There he wished your eye had not existed
And that you did not travel while your companion remained

8. For all that you meet hurts you when it draws near
And all that you meet, when it shows, is painful

9. So, O self, do not rush to distance, for it
Is death, so refrain from what you intend