1. Forgive my love for them, do not blame me,
O you free from the preoccupations of my preoccupied heart,

2. Even if my hearing accepts advice,
What use is that when the heart cannot accept?

3. I concealed the secret of passion stealthily,
So they recognised from my tears and my glances,

4. They did not accept the lover's excuse but instead
Met the right of love with their villainy,

5. When I inclined towards union with them, they became bored,
And none becomes bored except one united,

6. O you who seek a lost heart,
The day of passion, the fleeting amalgam,

7. Where is the heart? Wandering in their pursuit?
Or asking between a questioning tear?

8. And the most melodious of them was delighted by the magic of his charm,
And his flirtation drunk on the wine of anklets,

9. One whose face is beautiful but who is not beautiful,
His stature well-proportioned but not equitable,

10. Like my tears, a hypocrite,
Like my conscience, making excuses, like my tears,

11. I complain of his waist's slenderness,
As one complains of an unjust tyrant,

12. O his harsh heart, learn tenderness
And swaying from his swaying tenderness,

13. We drank the wine of the singing girls' union,
The cup of intoxication to the singing of ankle bracelets,

14. With glances from which I made them languorous,
For their listlessness, though they are not languid,

15. Their kohl is kohl of supple myrtle,
Their eyelids are eyelids of shining swords,

16. Days without loyalty's pact intervening,
Neither by treachery nor the mother of sincerity intervening,

17. The doe of the living and her fawn,
White and brown of gazelle and young ostrich intervening,

18. She blamed the clinging to settled abodes,
And the high one's coming down and the apathetic one's rising,

19. My wandering the lands was prolonged so I gained
No escape from the enemy, attaining no goal,

20. Or did you not see the sea drowning its pearls
And carrying off the foam towards the coast?

21. A Mudhari woman blamed love of the beloved
One who cannot hear the blamer's blame,

22. O this one, were it not for forgiveness, the best
Of clans and tribes would not have raised you,

23. I censured love of forgiveness, preferring
The poor but generous to the wealthy miser,

24. Does one who finds riches fear poverty?
From the generosity of our Imam the just,

25. I came to a sea of beloveds,
Richer than rivers and streams,

26. In his palm are five overflowing oceans
Called by the five fingers,

27. The shadow of justice does not disappear,
The pillar of the kingdom does not lean,

28. Brilliant white fortresses like the flash of lightning,
And meadows, the rain clouds' place of descent,

29. He unveiled the doe's charm with the storm clouds,
The blossoms of the lances in the sky of war,

30. So the sun between the clouds is like
A moon rising, the wings of night folding,

31. And the starlings chatter with their bills, their dye
As if the colour of sprouting youth,

32. And the mares with eagles' claws and legs
Tell of the arrival of eagles' and warriors' steeds,

33. In a tight spot where the negligee hears only
The clanging of swords and Indian swords,

34. And the army whose king by his wisdom
Is always right and whose boldness always strikes,

35. He defeated the enemy with fear before meeting them
So they became in misery fleeing and confused,

36. They sought escape but ceaselessly
The striking of the valiant routed the frightened,

37. The necks of his enemies encircled with his favours,
Blessings too lofty for the beseecher's request,

38. What can I say when the tongue of the speaker
Cannot thank what he has bestowed on me of blessings?

39. Or is reaching my goals with my poems possible
Or acceptance of my means with my messages?

40. Or did loyalty and good expectation
Suffice as cause to attain wishes?

41. Supreme pride is mine in composing for you
Praise adorning my presence and gatherings,

42. But the envious say why did
His song of praise for them fall idle?

43. And if I gained through the Imam a rank
In which there is pride over all people for me,

44. You remained a rain of gifts and stayed the rain
Of kingdoms, and remained the cave of widows.