1. My poems melt the tears of my eyelids with the blood
Of memories of loved ones and friends

2. Creeping poison runs through my limbs
From the chapter of longing and separation

3. Suffering has reached his joints, uprooting
The body, and the fire has reached the allies

4. With a wounded, averted glance
Protected from worries and all kinds of hardships

5. Restless, anxious, his night is a cloud
And his day refuses to sleep

6. It's as if the thorns of sadness are his pillow
And his bedding is made of hot sands

7. He shows the weakness of the exhausted for consolation
Far from his happy and comforting companions

8. I have never forgotten a day that passed me in affliction
The abode of beauty and the land of noblemen

9. In a garden marked with calm luxuries
But with the wrestling places of martyrs

10. Numbered with blooming flowers, their sides
Like green brocade

11. Her breaths are musky, as if
Her breeze was spreading ambergris

12. Her bracelets flow over camphor and
Agate from soil and pebbles

13. The smiles of her light laughed when
The clouds cried with the tears of clouds in her

14. The north wind blows her breeze sick
Specifically afflicting the dead with the living

15. And it drags trails there with an alluring
Touch that moistens the pure

16. Between the tone of his clear diction
And the trembling of the lute and the warbling of the turtledove

17. And the longing of the lonely soul blowing life into
The slain of passion, ectsasy and desire

18. And the imprisoned heart sings with the most painful tune and melody
And the turtle-dove rushes to console

19. With a nightingale in a white pearl
And our drinking companion is a gazelle moving between us

20. Like the moon between the stars of Gemini
You always see the water of life flowing

21. On his cheek, graced with bounty and shyness
Magic worships his glances and etiquette serves

22. His words with strange news
His eyelids attract the dreams of men

23. With determination, charm, and coyness
The intoxication of childhood is in his delight, as if

24. The hand of dawn played with his coat
And the batting of his eyes moves the worker of his body

25. Like the breeze shaking the slender branches
Of mingled joints, a tempting refusal

26. Synchronised movements and limbs
His limbs grew on what his imaginations deposited

27. Of gentleness and clarity
And the tears of lovers shine on his cheek

28. Crowding the eyes of the viewer
If young girls with little experience saw him

29. They would be crazed by the magic of his dark eyes
And our sitting around his pond was like

30. The bracelet around the wrist of a beauty
When he saw my anxiety from the closeness of my watcher

31. Like the anxiety of the sick from the rising darkness
And he saw my glances not passing by his face

32. Except by stealth, fearing the guardians
And the breaths of my burning passion leaving me

33. Feeling the flames of longing in my intestines
He gestured to me with his eyes

34. In a sign so subtle the vigilant would miss it
Look at my image reflected at you in the water

35. If you fear the eyes of those seated
So I kept looking at his image in its ripples

36. As he conversed secretly with me
I complain to him of what I have suffered and he complains

37. To me through intuition and gesture
But the watcher doubted my gazing, and said

38. What do you see in the water, my lord?
Come, the pearls of literature are subtle -

39. Why the crying at a time of crying?
So I answered him: My lord

40. I see the sun of day drowning in water
And my tears flowed to stare at it

41. No, they flowed from youth and suffering
O God, the watcher keeps harming me

42. So pelt the watcher with swift punishment
As rain for the days of youth and childhood

43. And for the institute of companions and mixed company
Oh how I wish I knew what turned the beloved

44. To misery, breaking ties and exclusion
O Lord, the separation has been long, leaving nothing

45. Of my affection save the remnants
And my doctor despaired and his medicine failed me

46. And my friend hoped in vain to cure me
And I wore the garments of sickness, emaciated,

47. My eyes bleeding from the tears
And time was cruel to my weakness when

48. The ordeal of enemies dragged on
O lord, if time was always against me

49. With exclusion from friends
Allow my soul to set free, for it

50. Has signaled me with its death
Away with a fate whose events

51. Always plotted against the noblemen and intellectuals
The scoundrels set out on an infamous path

52. With treacherous false companions
Their insides filled with resentments

53. And their chests folded with hatred
When I tested them, I tested their morals

54. And their villainy confused my principles
And I saw the lowest of them lost in his inferiority

55. Lost in my honor and that of my fathers
I gathered with them while living amongst them

56. And I hid my sorrows and glorified my plight
But whenever a lowlife gains wealth in the world

57. The vile flock to him
I realised that all the honorable people

58. Were strangers, so I wept for strangers
And I saw my life as a single sea

59. That does not give generously, so I raged at fate
Or whenever the low gain in the world

60. The vile gather round to honor them
And I saw the lowest lost in his inferiority