1. For the honor of the days of him of the branch, desires have stirred me,
The traces of the two gardens' decision trouble me,

2. So a garden of cups excites me to tears,
While the gardens of my life with them is an old pact,

3. It is a house made desolate but a generous soul may settle it
And sing of it, over me being so noble,

4. So I had no knowledge of the house's yards,
Nor did I rave about the singing girls,

5. I asked a wise man where the loved ones had gone
And he told me what I do not like, O wise one!

6. They went travelling, and the family of Honour left at dawn
And stayed away, while the middle folk remained,

7. They left for the loved ones - may Allah not bless the loved ones!
And the pact with loved ones is despicable to a lover,

8. By my life, if the heart suffers lovesickness for the loved ones,
Then I indeed am sick,

9. So if you see me today showing patience,
Still, by my life, under that I am submissive,

10. And my misery was not voluntary but time,
Boding ill to good men, took it away.

11. So pity me when the middle folk split up
And those I rave about and pine for;

12. And speech told me - woe to you - she belongs
In truth, O Kuthayyir, to another that you rave about!

13. Do you dare when the one you equal
In eternity among lovers has grown feeble?

14. She reminds me, every sick wind
That blows on the high, crumbling ruins, has a gentle breeze,

15. The years gone by pass without my seeing
In the palm trees' courtyard their long-gone traces.

16. Nor am I, for you, Umayma's daughter, a avenger of wrongs -
Truly then I am unjust!

17. But I have a passion - if her favours return
Then truly to my Lord I am generous!

18. When a cloud lightens in Buwaib's direction
May showers from it not dry up for your eyes,

19. I am not averse when a cloud heads for Egypt
And even if distant, still I sit keening,

20. So the base outcast may refrain from love
In disdain, while the noble man raves on,

21. My friend said, 'Why did gloom cover her face
When she met you in morning's first light?'

22. I said, 'Love between us is unsullied
And our close friendship is of old.'

23. Though I turned from her, exerting myself
To keep our pact, still I remained loyal,

24. Time has separated us - time's caprice bodes ill,
And between you and I it is inauspicious,

25. If this faith of yours is secure
And my heart for love of you is sick,

26. In my heart I have a lingering sickness from you
While your heart has safety from what is in me,

27. By your life, you did not do justice to my love!
But still, O Pride, I am forbearing to you.

28. My body's blood be upon me if love for her
In avoidance or length of time should become frail!

29. I swear I have not replaced your sweet company since,
Nor for you in my heart found any partner.