1. A love that departed from her family bitterly distanced itself,
So the brilliant morning of our union and its exaltation faded.

2. Desolate ruins called me with a longing for Mighty Azah's abode,
Where the traces of its glittering domes once shone.

3. To the lofty, nearby tower of sand it brought me,
Where I saw it conversing with tales of old.

4. And my friend said, on the day we visited when
The locks on my heart were opened and its seals came undone:

5. "You have been struck by the arrows of the Perfect Brow,
When she aims her bow, none can evade her shot.

6. You are like one driven away by the sun, parted
From the constellation at zenith by its burning rays.

7. A brother of a hungry snake in a barren land
writhing again and again after shedding its skin.

8. When Mighty Azah's abode once galloped away,
it bid farewell to the camp with a resounding strike.

9. If you seek to reach her, she has migrated from her home
and her guide there has not remained steadfast."

10. In my heart she left behind many days of longing
with copious tears flowing quickly from my eyes.

11. So taste the agony my miserable eyes have suffered,
though worse may yet come upon these eyes of mine.

12. Do not grieve for what is past and changed,
for the cycles of fate and its decrees revolve inexorably.

13. My days with you remain when the fates turn,
nights whose stars travel on and disappear.

14. Every debtor fulfills his debts and pays his dues,
and Mighty Azah's deferred promise will surely come to pass.

15. When I prepare my soul to abandon and avoid her,
it sees the darkness of death in what I intend.

16. When the daughter of Banu Unayf rose in prestige,
the worthless of mankind rose up and virtues diminished.

17. The robes of chastity have changed,
neglecting the noble deeds they once performed.

18. Can Mighty Azah repay with love,
a soul that she has wounded to the core?

19. Since she is not of my kin,
and her noble kinsman did not honor me.

20. Whenever they reproach me,
they send me away without listening to my case.

21. She knew in her wisdom that I will never love her
if her generous kinsman does not show me favor.

22. But if the mother of Amr reconciles us,
then we will accept her affection or not blame her.

23. So do not rebuke the passionate youth
when you yourself were once unsteady and wavering.

24. Mighty Mutaball, when she leaves,
will not regard the causes of passion or reject them.

25. And when I saw my soul as an afflicted soul,
overcome by its sorrows and worries,

26. I was determined to command it and it obeyed me,
for the best of matters is to have determination.

27. The protection of the Noble Refuge is no coward,
it has men at the Abode of Reyyan protecting its sanctuary.

28. Its methods are more beautiful, and it follows
the proper ways when its banners unfurl.

29. The plants of the Noble Refuge spread about,
like the boughs of a lush garden hanging with fruit.

30. When it smiles, it does not grin or sneer,
but rather its dimples are like shining pearls.

31. It is as if, after waking from sleep,
its teeth are weakly ready to bite whoever rouses it.

32. The bustling of bees in vessels of honey
whose fervor flows in the bones, melting them.

33. The redness of its cheeks has been restored
by the waters of the valley, smooth without cracks.

34. So Mighty Azah, if you turn from me and refuse me,
and do not accept my regretful supplications,

35. Then desolation will stretch out its hands towards its ruins,
with the carcass of grief appearing devastated.

36. On the back of a noble and wise horse
that cuts through the thickets with its rider.

37. And I will rebuke the fickle one whose deceit appears,
though its twisted ways will not be set straight.

38. It has obscured the name Sumrah, as if its letters
were the shells of a swooping falcon scattered in flight.

39. On an ominous night in a fearful land,
the stars of darkness meet with it.

40. I spend its night awake, a captive unable to sleep,
on the back of a noble and wise horse.

41. It competes with the highest summits, as if its eyes
were a torrent from which gaze upon gaze flows.

42. The darkness confuses it, as if it were
wrought silver cups burnished smooth.

43. My steed challenges the blanket of the night,
mighty, enormously strong.

44. With a towering stature, humbly keeping to herself,
her echo fades when night falls, silenced.

45. When the wind meets her neck wrapped with a scarf,
it swears an oath to the mirage not to oppose her pace.

46. She walks steadily with the saddlebags on her sides
like an arrogant one with strong and firm thighs.

47. I saw the ugly coward slyly roll about,
smoothed and polished without hair or wool.

48. She raced between the barren lands under every starry night
crossing the scorching sands with little flesh on her bones.

49. Had you but asked the traveling company in every desolate place,
when the wolves howl deep in the night:

50. About her trailing luggage beyond their own,
when the lion circled about the ruins in darkness.

51. I have tested the loyal brethren, and found amongst them
those faithful to brotherhood, and those hostile to it.

52. And I know that I will not escape the robe of death
that is fastened around me, clutching tightly.

53. And whoever innovates what is not from his own self-whisperings,
will abandon it and defeat it, bringing down its pillars.