1. A gazelle fleeing my religion
By the banks of the two valleys

2. She took my heart hostage there
Between estrangement and separation

3. Oh, no more waterfalls, oh soul
That pierce my heart with two blades

4. That whimper, but never
Cross the blacksmith’s anvil

5. Oh, the glance you sent
Between the two eyelids

6. You did wrong today to my heart
And did good for my eye

7. So the eyelid won
While the heart retreated at once

8. Oh God, how much you wound
My heart because of my eyes

9. And the blame of both friends
And between the two mixed ones

10. Make my heart listen to dream
Without the words of the censurers

11. And I left youth behind me
Obedient to the two mentors

12. And I have not reached thirty
With a year or two years

13. So tell me today what is your excuse
Oh white hair of the excusers

14. Ask me to tour the running horses
And the twisted, roaring camels

15. And the bowed spear, and death
Brandished between the two shoulders

16. You will see my determination like a sword
With sharpened two edges

17. I provoked the she-camel until she became
An inspirer between two caves

18. And I made examples with the horses
With the stirring of the pliant handholds

19. To the point that kinship is severed
At the hands of the two relatives

20. And the bent spear misses
What is between the two beloveds

21. You see the two relatives
Have become like two adversaries

22. The hand of fate has tossed
At me grave things not slight

23. I see the days urging me
Toward the worse of two paths

24. As the horsemen have placed
Under the table the two cushions

25. I push fortune like a player
Slithering on the ground

26. As the scoundrels were pushed
Crawling with two halters

27. And this life inclines me
With smoothness from my religion

28. And starts providing the debauched drunkard
With two registers

29. It has a butt with its spear
While I have the butt of two spears

30. Do you see the turnover of fates
When will it awaken from wine?

31. Alas, it has locked
The door of livelihood with two locks

32. So do not seek remedy for fate
When it has wearied the two doctors

33. And if you blame this life
The fault becomes two faults

34. And blood has been shed for long
That is sought from the two swords