1. How the nights insist on betrayal
Do you not know the ruin of treasures or are you aware?

2. You wander in the sadness of separation, constantly
And you spread the evil of discord, secretly and openly

3. Her claws did not become embedded in the thicket of the forest
So one day she escaped, not even a young gazelle could flee

4. If only she and estrangement had an affectionate bond
We would have enjoyed the joy of union or the sorrow of separation

5. If only she was like the diver who learned aside from diving
The craft of spreading nets, he did not benefit from gentle coaxing or rely on harsh repulsion

6. She has certainly weakened me with a stab by which
She established afterwards the agony of my chest

7. The branch of blissful water bent it
With ample promises, pledges and burning embers

8. And the vast army handed her over to perdition
As if she was not more protective than the bright star

9. The sun and moon remind me of her whenever
I glance at the rising of the sun and the moon

10. She fell into the earth and it was her burial place
So my sorrow for what saddened love makes me find

11. At her appointed time, oh her day
Stop, but with elegies of poetry

12. And tears flowing like embers when people overflow with weeping at the slaughter
Do not blame me for neglecting

13. The rituals of my anguish and sacrificing patience
If my heart wanted to incline away

14. From the tomb between ribs to the gullet
Out of loyalty to a pact I do not break

15. Until the exposure of the dead at the place of resurrection
My yearning for events that circled

16. At the end of time in their depictions like sea shells that did not toss upon the beach shore
And my pilgrimage to them I made

17. That is indeed the pinnacle of an honorable life
Take another look at what led me to agony

18. And what brought me back on my Eid of Fitr and Eid of Sacrifice.