1. Indeed I say to a companion I have admonished
Above the saddlebags, with the mounts as a shelter,

2. Or have you not sensed from one with standards a scent
That reached the core of the yearning youth

3. So he attained the breeze of Sheeh from Najd
Burning his innards and melting his bones

4. Alas! For the breezes of Najd, they
Are messengers of love and signs of yearnings

5. Did you quench your thirst from the cup I was given to drink
Or did the hand of the cupbearer gesture to me?

6. So he came to me and said, I see in your heart an affliction
For love that has no remedy

7. Describe then the passion to one suffering from its pain
I have more experience than you when it comes to lovers

8. I unburdened to him my long endurance
And the sorrow deep within me of separation

9. I complain to him of my farewell's pallor
Yet he remains astonished at the blackness of what remains