1. He called him to the easy and difficult terrains of passion
So what blame lies on him if it harmed his heart?

2. Reproach him little for the blame, for he
Sees death purer than the misfortune of his love

3. It is no glory, my friend, to blame him
Since passion has seized him by the heart

4. If you both tasted what he tasted of love's torment
You would know that the sweetness itself is agonizing

5. He spends the night on passion's embers and wraps
Himself while the memory of Sala's ruins and its people haunt him

6. He yearns for his homelands then folds
Upon his heart so it would not melt in anguish

7. And if a glimpse sparked from Nejd its fire ignited
In his entrails the flames of passion and its fervor

8. He has no path but the course of love
And how could he when lightning flashes to pour upon him