1. My night grew long, and my heart became a wing,
And I grew weary of blamers and advisors.

2. They bid the lover show patience for one
Whose love has made his body fall to the ground.

3. Wretched is their advice to one feeling sadness
From worshippers of shelters.

4. O reader reminded of God,
Do you see wrong in the union of love?

5. He said there is no harm in talk
If it goes not beyond mere talk.

6. What good, O succor, can a lover hope for
In the darkness of his heart? A comfort?

7. How can one in sorrow hope to find solace
When love has increased his misery?

8. If you come and go only to waken,
It is not awakening I desire.

9. Let your coming and going be far from us
Now that her love has departed from us.

10. I kept my love hidden a long time but when
I was straitened by love of Abdah, I spoke of it.

11. Would that I knew of Umm ‘Amr - and ‘Amr
Was neither ignorant nor joking.

12. Some talk of hers hit him with sickness.
Would that he had died before her and found rest.

13. But he hopes for what cannot be obtained, and but for
What he hopes, he would have donned the garments of death.

14. Umm ‘Amr, your love continues to find
Its way to console me until I am shamed.

15. How can you not have mercy on a loving soul
Dead from your love, a terrible death?

16. He used to tend the lamp but when
Love distracted him, he lost the lamp.

17. If you meant to torment him
With jest, you have cut off all jest.

18. Attached to life through her, and if she
Lived he rejoiced, wept over her when she died.

19. If you witness my death, O succor,
While you intend good,

20. Summon a flock of sailors to witness my death
With spices - for I love sailors.

21. For love of the miserly Abdah, I see
No solace for my heart but her.

22. You, succor, are Satan's aid if you do not help me.
Then begone from me, you good-for-naught!

23. And summon my people against Umm ‘Amr - for I
Have bound myself in her love.

24. I spend my days in anxiety, my nights
In wakefulness, until dawn breaks.

25. I have not ceased, since loving Ubayda, to love
All but her, until I loved the winds.

26. I cannot forget the dawn when she rose to pray
And my heart flew off and fell.

27. Of women, when they want to light
The darkness, they make it a lamp.

28. So for them the darkness of night shone,
While I am denied even the dimmest glow.