1. O gazelle grazing in the meadows
Let me delight today that my heart is your pasture

2. Water is available to its drinker through you
And only my crying tears can quench your thirst

3. A breeze blew to us from the caves
After sleep, we recognized it through your scent

4. Then we swayed whenever excitement shook us
On the saddle, we pretended, remembering you

5. An arrow hit its shooter at Salam
From Iraq, indeed you have aimed well

6. A promise to your eyes I have with me that I fulfilled
My eyes did not lie about your eyes

7. Your gaze narrated the wit in the spear
On the day of meeting, the narrator had the merit

8. As if on the day of sadness, your gaze informs us
Of the names of your slain it has concealed from you

9. You are the bliss of my heart and its torment
So what is more bitter to my heart and sweeter?

10. I have messages of longing I do not mention
If not for the watcher, I would have delivered them to you

11. It quenched from me the nights of fear what it drank
From the clouds, greeting them and greeting you

12. When each owing soul and its postponer meet
Among us and the complainer and the complaining gather

13. When the flock began pacing between our saddlebags
The heartache in it was none but you

14. The eye roamed lusting none but you
Who taught separation that the heart lusts for you?

15. Until the flock drew near, you did not revive
The slain of your love, nor ransom your captives

16. Oh, excellent would have been a breeze passing by your mouth to us
And a teardrop dipped into your eyelids

17. Excellent too a stance while the caravan was heedless
On a land, your staff settled on it

18. If the black banner were among my assets
On the gloomy day, my shackles would not have missed you