1. I kissed you farewell, my smile left me
Until we meet again on Eid morning

2. Why not, and woe to my family! They went too far
With blame, rebuke and threats

3. Do not come near our house, they swore
To cut you off if you come, my veins tied

4. I wonder if their suspicions aroused
By my walking at night and sitting

5. My sighing, yearning, and discontent with them
That's the way of the lost

6. What foolishness and ignorance separated
Me from the slender, delicate one

7. Oh what misery! Who will console me
In the days of dark separation

8. You who constantly complain, be calm
And gentle with the dejected poet

9. Morning has not dawned, your family sleeps
Rise with me, we will sip wine and make music

10. She hesitated, wavered, sighed
Cried, and my hand encircled her neck

11. I composed a poem inspired by her tears
The muses of inspiration are the tears of the gazelle

12. I prostrated in reverence and exaltation to her
My soul was elevated and long was my prostration

13. She moaned, surrendered, her eyes brimmed
Despite my composure and resilience

14. She said come to al-Shuwaitee, I said no
There lies every critic and envier

15. Of date palm fruit or clusters of grapes
I gave her to drink and sipped from her lips

16. O you who sipped from cheeks like roses
White as Iraqi wine, arousing

17. The spirit of resolve and daring like thunder
Whenever I say take my darling,

18. She says bring it my darling
Give it to me, do not spoil its purity

19. Leave it unmixed and undiluted
Let it take me to the world of wishes

20. From the world of greed and sorrow
Reveal its intoxication and overflowing joy

21. Lo, it dispels anxiety, worry and sadness
Silver are its dreams, golden

22. How much it has relieved my troubled thoughts
How much it has awakened my senses in me

23. How much I have confessed my existence before it
Let us together pluck its virginity

24. To the whisper of youth, the magic of music
My passions since the first allure

25. And my songs your laments, so listen to my warbling
Why not when murmurs stirred and my soul

26. Soared to distant imaginings