1. Take your words from my soul about the soul
The ardent lover finds meaning unambiguous

2. Water in my eyes and fire in my liver
If you wish then draw, or if you wish then take a flame

3. How many glances from you heal the soul from harm
And return the heart from a severe depression

4. My eyes and heart delight in you in pain
So the heart is in mourning and the eye at a wedding

5. How much is my heart a prisoner, unable to escape
While the tears of my eyes flow freely, unimpeded

6. May time allow me, for the sincere ones
One day, that forbidden tryst and misfortune

7. It says reproach me as if love was his first
So how did this estrangement make me forget

8. Tell the nights to claw at my body
Or make me sweat with fangs and bite

9. Take your weapon for me if you were taking
The active prowler, the crafty one, has enabled and waits in ambush

10. How much I plead for help and fortune wanders
And how much I curse in vain, the effort in misery

11. Wavering sustenance, neither poverty nor prosperity
By your life a fortune that was neither foolish nor failed

12. Every day my flock from you passes by
The turning away of the howling wolf not in secret

13. Excited panting turns toward me while it runs
The howl of a child when pressure intensifies in the soul

14. Oh misery for the days that left me among predators
And said to me, when the pack draws near, beware

15. The foremost men are gone, their requitals
Were neither in returning nor in dresses offered

16. And I became most insignificant among the living after them
Beyond what the scabies on the camels is of mange

17. I seek sustenance from people whose manners
Are the suns of bleating during rebuke and scolding

18. They exchange me for substitutes, miraculously
Who accepts the camel for hire abandons the horse

19. Honor is neglected by the archer wastefully
While money is preserved with helpers and guards

20. They fortify against the hopeful one his prospects
Fearing the crafty beggar and the thief

21. I have become, when I plead benefit from them
Like the neglectful bard between the blind and the deaf

22. I have slipped, and it was an oblivious days gone by
When I hoped the flowing rain from the dryness

23. And the most helpless I have met is the hopeful one
Seeking warmth from flint that grudged the sparks

24. Oh you who straightens the curves of my people judging them
I have weighed sincere loyalty against trampling

25. My two friends, brace yourselves and set forth
If Allah saves our dawn from the darkest dark

26. Do not look for anything but the promise of the sword for protection
Whoever does not steady with the flies of swords will not steady

27. Travel from the condemned homeland and follow
The inspirations of the souls to the setting suns

28. And do not stand on rugged terrain, its expanse
Is no cleaner than its clothes of filth