1. O my people, for the abundance of censors,
And for a gentle one who walked gracefully,

2. A visitor in the palaces of Sanaa strolling,
Every feared land and mountains,

3. Cutting through sorrow, anxiety, and separation,
And before him, eight nights,

4. Reproaching in a dream, lovingly reproached,
To us, his words were statements,

5. I said welcome, as many as the rains drop,
And easy with the coming of this imagination,

6. Best is he who when alone confided,
Said my family I sacrifice for you and my wealth,

7. It is the concern, the wish, and the soul's desire,
When one in love falls ill with illness,

8. I measured what was before us of people's love,
Yet I did not measure her love with any example,

9. I did not find her love matched by love,
Nor did we find like the finding of men,

10. Every love when prolonged will wither,
Except the desire for the garden of wishes is not of my concern,

11. The passage of time did not increase it,
Except in newness for us and good settlement,

12. O you who blame, how is my blame
After my parting has grayed and my separation aged me,

13. How is my blame for she who is part of me,
In the position of the right, sister of the left,

14. By those who made pilgrimage for it and made permissible,
In Mina, the morning of the tenth night,

15. I have not owned love or my soul,
Since I devoted it, so how is my cunning,

16. If it kept away, its keeping away is death turning me,
Or if it came close to me, my own faults appear,

17. O daughter of Malik, O joy of the soul, is there fault
In my loving you that I should fight,

18. What sin upon me if I say I
Love the Hejaz with the love of shade,

19. I love the Hejaz for the love of those in it,
And I desire its halal more than halal,