1. My friend, sorrows have raged
Since you spoke, though I made no provisions for them

2. In this, we have a blowing wind
Of abundant downpour chasing the midges

3. It sings tears as if
A fire fed by twigs had kindled us

4. You created excellent rhyme
In what you composed, so believe us if it’s said it’s good verse

5. The Lord of poetry came to you spontaneously
Composing beautifully, his clouds belonging to us

6. My friend, poetry lives through us
So may you live long for it, and may I live long

7. Our shouts ring out
There they appear, and here I have appeared

8. Oh the anguish of passion we’ve shared
My heart and eyes, I’ve grown weary of blaming

9. Say, by my Lord, does it not benefit me
That passion whose darkness lit up our past

10. I called in separation on every wailing woman
Who lent an ear, demanding more elegy from us

11. We hope for reunion if
Charmers who have pledged themselves to love grant it to us

12. You reminded me while my heart reminds
How can one cured of passion forget us?

13. My friend, separation has come between us
So what can we say now that it has drawn near?

14. When you mention the beloved, remember goodness
And ask him for reunion to dispel the sadness

15. I called a people to reconcile with me
Who had armed themselves with malice and followed enmity

16. So say: come to your senses, for it is not my way
To be patient with injustice if it touches us