1. The dawn shines bright as a white page
And his stature puts the lances to shame

2. O youths of passion, take heed
My slayer uses estrangement as his weapon

3. His form pierces my innermost heart
And his glance inflicts countless wounds

4. O my weary heart, be patient with his abandonment
For patience brings deliverance and success

5. And do not let him seduce you, my will
For love is serious, not jest

6. Forgive, O brother of love, his ignorance
The passionate have no restraint

7. And you, O companion, enjoy what is past
Gently, for love is sweet when gentle

8. His charm has ensnared me
He who defeats the fierce lions in battle

9. The beloved Hassan and his army
How not, for he is the king of sailors

10. Cool of saliva, to us he is Al-Jawhari
From his mouth comes the Saheeh's wisdom

11. Singing to you in him and his cheek
Beyond the rose garden and the apple orchard

12. O shyness of the branch when it bends
His stature from beneath that veil

13. And O gazelle's bashfulness from him when
Those impudent eyes flirt

14. How many nights I stayed awake
Watching for the dawn on his face

15. Shining like the full moon, we said "Do you not
Fear for your beauty from slander?"

16. I have not forgotten his phantom since he visited me
And the fragrant amber of the night exhaled from him

17. I spent the night on the branch and the separation
Between union and morning

18. And from his saliva's draft he gave me
Until I was sated from the spirit's relief

19. O my door, I sacrifice myself for the stingy one
Who sold me cheaply in love

20. I surrender in joy to his love
Abandoning all my devotions for his passion

21. Through him I gain, though
I hope for righteousness in noble faith

22. My Master, great in might, lofty in status
Beyond the eloquent's power to describe

23. Dawn's brilliance shone from him, and he called
His caller "Rejoice, rejoice!"

24. A courser competing to the utmost
Determined to glory, elevation, and comfort

25. His radiant cheek is beautiful when meeting
Faces shine to see it in the morn

26. If the raincloud saw his living palm
It would shrink in shame from its sprinkle

27. Endless open sea, abundant, perfect
Plain of generosity, swift to give

28. Below you, so roses are his adornment
And your flowers, the sea, made permissible

29. His right hand quenches thirst with gifts
His face quenches souls' thirst with joy

30. If I was slow in praising him
It is because I lacked the skill

31. Forgive me, for the inadequate cannot be pleased
As the winds blow where they wish

32. My Master, accept it as an ode
Marvelous, intoxicating without wine

33. Dawning in the raiment of life
Singing, needing no singer's art

34. Open the door of acceptance, for today
It has no relief but your door

35. Rein in the poverty of the destitute
For overpowering poverty is firm

36. Still I remain in fortune and joy
A good conclusion and opening

37. Never leaving grace and pleasant living
No lute stirred by the breeze, no bird singing