1. The line of blame on my cheek brought beauty,
It is a letter that came to give meaning.

2. At all times, the lover calls to passion,
May God have mercy on every pained heart.

3. Come, my dear, let's cry for the pastures of Suḥayr,
The doves won't chirp sweeter than us.

4. Don't blame me if my doubts about you were ill,
When one suspects their loved ones, it's just a suspicion.

5. How many loved ones when I wanted to ask after,
The guide said "Wait, go slowly."

6.
And the hearts' daughters make excuses,

7. Interceding for him when the night falls.
A sinner who doesn't accept my excuse,

8. And when he transgresses against me, he transgresses against himself.
Every separation, if not from boredom,

9. Is a union which the watcher has busied themselves with.
The heart is only its home and passion,

10. A resident within not seeking permission.

11. They taught my luck aloofness, so it turned away,
And we hid, so separation asks after us.

12. You've never tasted a drop of union before,
While we've sipped the wine of union cup by cup.

13. A twig wandering lost in the meadow
Just to show the branch how it bends.

14. Dark of complexion, he subdues beauty
When he spares no effort in youth.