1. O my Islam, no blame is mine today, O Fatima
Nor ever, while your bond endures eternal

2. The Bakri's daughter aimed you from a straying branch
While with us are bashful she-camels, calmly grazing

3. She saw us the day we left, at a flowing stream
Of sweet slopes, where clouds had not gathered

4. My love gave her drink from a wineskin
Drawing it cooled from the sun in a chalice

5. She saw you by that straying one, taking refuge
And a flowing cheek, soft as smooth sand

6. Yet his heart was firm against her, though the memory
When it came to mind, set the world spinning

7. Look, my friend, do you see any gazelles
Who went out briskly and climbed the dunes

8. Bearing the heat of the blazing noon after
The day grew hot and they left the meadows

9. Adorned in ruby, chrysolite, ambergris
And Zafari aloes, paired pearls

10. They traveled through the hills, their beauty challenged
They stirred the steeds and crossed the rugged ground

11.
O would that we might see a face whose whiteness

12. And large dark eyes we might glimpse
Though I feel shame before you hungering

13. In a worn garment, and shame before you filled
I'm shy of you though distance lies between us

14. Fearing you'll meet a kinsman of mine harsh
Though my armor is pierced by arrows

15. By it and myself, O Fatima of piercing arrows
Fatima, love pardons wrongs

16. And spares the noble, honorable soul
O my Islam, by the bright star, Fatima

17. Though the course of fate is not aligned
O my Islam, know my only need

18. Is yours, so grant me from your bounty, Fatima
Fatima, if all women were in one land

19. And you in another, I would roam distraught
Whenever love desires, it severs its friend

20. And robs him, inevitably, unjust
And if one swore an oath, you obeyed him

21. Then blame yourself, if you are to blame
As though the crown of the burning kin

22. Harmed its lord, and dawned secure
Who meets good, people praise his deed

23. And who strays finds no lack of blamers
Have you not seen a man clench his fist

24. And bite his lip from the rebuke of one who clenches
Is it forbearance that you have become withdrawn

25. When dreams may beset even one asleep?
The brother who, if adversity afflicts you

26. From fate, does not cease to confront it
And your brother is not one who, if affairs