1. O daughter of the people, your sight
Kills me, your consent heals

2. Is my blood cheap
Or is it precious in your love's religion?

3. If it spills, it's no matter
As long as your hand reaches out

4. The love of the valley's day but
It's the day of your sleep

5. Its hours toyed with me
Not sating me, nor you

6. How many gazelles knelt in the mosque
Praying, so polish their devotion with yours

7. Passing through the hippodrome of longing
Without reaching your range

8. My eyes pass without discerning
You, nor gazing upon your cheeks

9. Except that I say greetings
However you are speaking

10. And short of step unlike
The violent in altercation

11. The just, the diseases of the body
With the pleasures of whispering

12. I slept in Mecca before the waking of the roosters
Each perfume of her lips

13. A spell above your caress
Her toothstick wanders

14. A scent blowing the siwaks
So my eyes saw but

15. My heart saw none but you
I fight off sleep, and is there in sleep

16. Except seeing you?
No blame on whom the path was barred

17. If he made exception for his destination
I was difficult, not bending

18. To the flirtatious and weak
So continues the decree of my lovesickness

19. Following the decree of your youth
Oh my friend the night of the valley

20. When they called for the camel litter
And the rides blend the place

21. Mingling nation with nation
Did you cry hypocritically

22. With emotion or are you crying?
Or did longing make you

23. Resemble Sulayma among the litters?
Sulayma’s mother asked me

24. Where is my resolution and composure?
And she saw the weakness in

25. My calm and movement
Twisting like the bend of a camel’s back

26. Spreading the breaths of a complainer
Don’t pretend to be conceited

27. For I am the same as you
But gossipers conspire

28. Mocking my defeat
Every day a misfortune that

29. Peels my skin with grit
I become bare, in it

30. While the time’s weapons lash me
How I wrestled patience until

31. What made me stumble came
And I was disgraced, and the mockery

32. Of the Fatimids, my violation
The ember faded, and my boiling

33. With the Zahra’s sons arguing
By my father seized

34. By the wicked, every complainant
Stuck to the ground, his body

35. His soul above the roofs
Alone, the palm of evil throws him

36. From the bow of assistance
The factions of Badr revealed

37. In him the rancors of vindictiveness
All the hateful schemers

38. Or the traditions of the resentful
While the stranger is wrapped

39. The seat of blaming wounds
—Pure, snatched

40. By the wicked, diseased hands—
Death silences when

41. The voices of wailers poison it
O daughter of the pure, how many

42. Are slaughtered by the injustice of your staff?
God was angered

43. The night of the pond, the battle
And shepherded the fire tomorrow, a body

44. That yesterday shepherded your guardianship
A brother of injustice legislated

45. Treachery over your inheritance
O tombs in Gharyyana

46. To the Pond yourdestination
Every disentangled hair of the battlefield

47. Is dissolved in the directorship
Bearing prayers to God

48. That satisfy your burial
And if you dispense with appointing

49. One alive other than you
If the sea went dry

50. Your surplus would flow
Or the moon lost in the horizon

51. Its glory would guide to you
O God’s guidance, and salvation

52. On the day of annihilation
Through you I sought direction

53. In the confusion of my matter and turmoil
Doubt darkened, while you were

54. For me torches of the restless