1. Your eyes have preceded you today in weeping
And made you cry over the playfulness of your youth

2. And the recollection of a life now gone, never to return
To us again, until the brimming cup runs dry

3. The drawing of the two sandalwoods brought us heartache
When their valleys and slopes were called

4. A land, when will its towering mountains overlook
Luxury that makes yearning rush to you

5. It's as if my heart is in a hand that handles it
Cautiously, lest the rope snap under its puller

6. And I fear the imminence of parting, and I
Suppose the one carried on it is its rider

7. I looked down, under me palm trees with shining fronds
With a lofty gaze, their claws are digging

8. To see a fire in the atmosphere, and below it
A month's journey no rider could complete

9. I love you, O Mayy, two loves, one
Old, one when its youthfulness was in bloom

10. When they come together, the old one said: I prevailed over it
And the latter one said: I am its conqueror

11. Oh, I wish I knew, will our encampment change after us
And the pegs and ropes of our tent

12. Will the doves abandon their place after me
And will the warbling in the valley cease

13. By God, I don't know if passion will overwhelm me
When the pain of separation is severe, or if I will be its conqueror

14. If I can, I will overcome, and if passion overwhelms
One like me who is overwhelmed, his companion is overwhelmed

15. Prolonged has been the petitioning of the envoys, envoys of warriors
Seeking glory, their guard has not permitted them after

16. And he said to them, turn back, for I will never permit you
Or until the dust counts the dust