1. O passion, what a persistent love whose ardour was never quenched,
Having pity on one tearful, lamenting, pouring out tears.

2. O weak in strength! He never complained of misery or distress.
Manifesting sorrow, one impassioned whom longing has made frail.

3. Bringing distress, compassionate toward his beloved though far removed,
He loves the gazelles but passionate love makes him its prisoner,

4. The long duration of separation but he heeds not the reproachers.
Woe betide estrangement! Separation has burdened him with grief.

5. More ardent than flaming fires, his fervent love ever burns within.
Amidst the brushwood, his breath rising like a flame.

6. What has my poor heart contained? Remaining enthralled,
The strength of my spirit subdued, passion prevailing.

7. He hopes for reunion though the gazelle leads him astray,
After intention and weary toil, his sickness has become severe.

8. How many a roebuck and young gazelle beneath the ornaments
With beauty has adorned its collar, lovely in mantle.

9. When it glances, seducing hearts with its eyebrows,
It captures minds and for long has captivated with coquetry.

10. A star of love - my father - excelling in beauty,
A rising moon whose light never leaves me nor sets.

11. Beneath the darkness, a moon whose retinue is resplendent,
Dazzling in brilliance - if the full moon saw it, it would veil itself.

12. Freshly blooming, his rosy cheek, the flowers thrive in profusion,
Attaining splendor and watered with the wine of manners.

13. Conspicuous among the nobility, free of doubts surrounding him
Until he shone radiantly and my state with him is wondrous.

14. O how often I have guarded against those who blamed me,
Among mankind, how many envious counsellors with calumny!

15. I cast aside the hearts until I shunned his advice,
My hearing closed to empty words, evading his counsel.

16. Is there any sweet wine? Let a cup with ruby lips be present,
Sweet in taste - come! For you have already drunk of it.

17. O you of lofty manner, do you see an equal befitting him
Among the nobility, intoxicated with drink or sober?

18. I see none but the beloved wishes I hoped for,
A shower of bounty from my endeavor that the Bestower has granted,

19. Except the beloved, trustee of glory, its granter,
Quencher of thirsts, the most noble of the noble.

20. The full moon of piety - when I recite poetry to him,
The sun of guidance recites poetry in his praise in reply.

21. Sublime in lineage - I intoned eulogies of his virtues,
Wondrously, with no pretense - whoever witnesses my intonation is astonished.

22. Bountiful and most generous, how much affection he has shown us!
Exalted in praise, not shortchanged for what he has earned.

23. He poured from clouds of benevolence abundant rains,
He poured life - his munificence did not burden him.

24. Valorous and lofty - every excellent meaning he possessed
He attained supremacy when he surpassed those below him in aspiration.

25. Until he rose, when his positions became resplendent,
With honor he grew as his venerable age increased.

26. He is not to be feared for he is the rain of righteousness if we are tried,
But he is to be hoped for, the lion of the jungle if aroused.

27. When he unsheathes, his swords flash
On the day of battle - you would see his enemies filled with dread.

28. He attained his wishes - he did not flag but found pleasure here,
Throughout his life, he always placed his trust in God.

29. Until he embraced success in what he carefully maintained,
The aid of destiny, not disobeying what he was commanded.