1. If you are pleased with your Lord in spring
Then the least I can do is shed my tears

2. Love has revolved since Khansa was a neighbor
And Rama was the playground of easy life

3. Lovers of passion visit each other
Swiftly fading from rise to fall

4. Nights when nights of my youth
Were branches when they came close to my insides

5. If suns turned away to abandon me
I traveled and my face became my intercessor

6. We stand to recall you as we knew you
And where did your yesterday go from return?

7. The descending visitor cries over us
Dyeing it with tears of sorrow

8. In Thu Al-Alamin no fire went out
Its stoked guests warmed my ribs

9. A lover at times with pebbles, my covenant
And she had the place of the hand of the sleeper

10. When I judge her, she takes with justice
For the beauty of face over the ugliness of deed

11. And nights I stayed up and how many pillows
More beloved to the eyes than sleep

12. And betrayers alone away from me
The lone did not lack from the group

13. And a blamer extending her ropes to me
But I fled - where is your rope from my fall?

14. She blames my chastity while she knows
That my contentment determined my satisfaction

15. And a rhyme I collected dispersals for them
With it and connected a brother's severed rope

16. It sees the new house shake from it
Repeating it to a deaf loud ear

17. And a market of recession I bought in it
The excellent sale with thanks to the Excellent

18. If the son of Ayyub witnessed my stance
I'd be saved by a scream he'd hear

19. So my hand and my soul were protected
A brother not of sorrows or deception

20. A young man whose hand is on my fault and cure
The hand of the healer on the quickened limb

21. My guide came to me truthful about him
Purity is my title for Ayyub's Ghadeer

22. And sweetness upon their consultation, my pillar
When people, I was to them in some ways

23. Tasting I prepared for them all my essence
Your ransom, those jealous of my choosing you

24. And they ignored the honorable from the vile
And it vexed them your exclusivity with me and my publishing

25. Your wonders among the crowds
And every stranger of foreign parents, a virgin

26. An insider whose hearing or candle you made a condition
Of honored ancestry she grew up and settled

27. Among the virgins in a lofty house
They count you a visitor every feast

28. Speaking of youth and vigor
While others came asking them from me

29. But standing at the ruins was of no use