1. Do I see my beloved people of al-Ajra'
What has flowed between them of my tears

2. So I may quench my passion with their consent
And strengthen my hopes with their inclination

3. O branches of the acacia, when
Will you lift up those bent down by hardship?

4. And when did you know a heart that
Went after a fleeting mirage?

5. My heart is lost in their tracks so neither
Is my heart with them nor is it with me

6. Reproach me, reproach me, whoever hears this
And if you are hearing, who will understand?

7. They have filled my heart and my eyes so there is
No room in them for anyone but them

8. And their conversation has left
No room for others in my hearing

9. In me is a passion that the pleasure of my consent cannot bear
What it has borne of sighs from my ribs

10. And a love that has tempted the enchanted one
Before my claim and others claim