1. Peace upon the slopes of the two valleys,
And some of the lovers' greetings are passion.

2. I recalled my days in it and my loved ones
When life was fresh and time was a lad.

3. And my knowledge of the alive quarter where
Palaces faced the environs of the sanctuary and tents.

4. Alas for their estrangement, and they are the purpose,
And how can the free live while he is wronged?

5. They deemed that estrangement is permissible,
And they judged that loyalty is forbidden.

6. In my heart is a spirit from them and a pledge,
And with me are dissociation from them and sickness.

7. And its mother's face when it appears
Is a sun, and its hand is a cloud.

8. My bird flew from it smoothly and taught me
With a full moon that has no weaning.

9. And it descended me in the gentlest descent
As the wine is mixed with the son of the clouds.

10. I was prodigal to it, not ungrateful,
I burden loss after it, and I determine.

11. And the young man's opinion may slip while he is decisive,
And the sword's deception appears while it is sharp.

12. So the slanderers found a market and haggled
With the wares of lies that have no permanence.

13. And some of the speakers' talk is pretense,
And some of the listeners’ acceptance is sins.

14. So the unity of intimacy became scattered
To it, and the rope of kinship is worn out.

15. It brings me closer to those I saw and they are absent,
And connects before me those who stayed up while I slept.

16. It exchanged visits until its attention was not hoped for,
And it turned away until its greeting cannot be returned.

17. So no kindness but sullenness and estrangement,
And no response but annoyance and boredom.

18. If there was an opinion that stumbled or a fate that occurred
With an ordeal in which I am blamed,

19. By God, I did not betray you,
I am reproached in an assembly and blamed.

20. And no bed soothed me after the separation,
And no abode was good after the departure.

21. And I have no refuge but in your loyalty,
And I have no resort but in your love.

22. And if I have left your door willingly,
Time makes the separation of all intimate.

23. So welcome me as Ali deserted his brother
And settled with him after Iraq, Damascus.

24. Out of shyness, for pardon is better than resentment,
And for apology, for generosity is generosity.

25. We have suffered, and I have excused, so if you reach the extent
Of reproach, we are excused without you, and you are blamed.

26. You were good at first, so why did you not
Repeat, for in returning to good deeds is perfection?

27. I value you finding you sincere in apology,
And some apologizing of the sinful is dispute.

28. I stay away until there is no hope in reproach
And you turn away until you can barely be addressed.

29. And you forget my rights at the first slip,
And you are the imam of the generous.

30. Did I not taste captivity willingly?
And enjoy the taste of death and it is agony?

31. And walk the darkness of night and it has many dangers,
And pasture the stars of the horizon and they are arrows?

32. It is the sin between pardon and sword, so judge
However you wish, no blemish sticks to your deed.

33. And do not distance me from you, for my life
Is only in catching sight of you, my dove.

34. When you repay evil with evil, your merit
Will have no position among the generous.

35. Reconsider my state, meet a sound core,
And my secret that has no darkness.

36. The likes of you, his anger habits do not
Overcome his satisfaction, and his purpose is not far.

37. And do not deny in your transient anger
A year has passed in your satisfaction and a year.

38. And if the hoped from you is difficult, I
Will be satisfied with concession and blame.

39. Do not make me feel the dignity of despair,
Before me is the future, and the future is before.

40. Are you pleased that the guarantee of my excellence is lost,
And the likes of you, his guarantee is not wasted?

41. And you deprive me until my shoulders slump,
The door between the crowds is crowded.

42. If you sleep from me and neglect my means,
By God there is an eye that can barely sleep.