1. Are the dawn's tears mine or the spring's
That trickle amid the eyelids of spring

2. Clapping like the pure one's majesty
The bosom friend laments the debauched

3. And they from the flowers in lips
As affliction tastes sweet after hunger

4. And the meadow’s breast drips on its side
Like the drippings of wet nurses on the infant

5. And the night exhaled painful breaths
Like the breaths of the beautiful to her lover

6. And the dawn gleamed, revealing a forehead
On which the sun glows, freshly risen

7. And the country girl rose early to fill her jars
Like startled herd in the fearful meadow

8. So nature blushed in her gardens
And her beautiful natural face turned fresh

9. Going and returning while the flowers nod
To her in her coming and in her going

10. And the river's mouth smiles from its moisture
Though its spout did not quench the thirst

11. And the breezes tell us of its fragrance
As the strings tell of the curvature in my ribs

12. Kohl-adorned yet no kohl - but ask
The gazelles about that craft

13. And she frowned, setting up snares
While the soul’s bird is about to fall

14. I see her enveloped in beauty
Like neon light in lanterns

15. She hides when the sun hides
But races her sister at sunrise

16. So my heart, disobey every love but hers
And my soul, obey none but her

17. For that beauty is not what is bought
By her tricks from the merchandised beauty

18. And what the cities contain is naught but innovation
Though they deemed innovation as brilliant

19. For over there, every female is beautiful
As if beauty was apportioned among all

20. That tints the cheeks - and which eye
Would love a cheek colored with antimony?

21. And how much has that beauty interceded, but
When did the lovesick ever need intercession?

22. And do hearts stand on waists
As if their tails were chopped off?

23. I have nothing to do with cities - they are
But tombs containing only the dead

24. Was civilization in its children
Aught but their vile deeds?

25. Did you see among the people a gentle one
Other than a destitute man or a waster?

26. This one spent the night satiated and watered
While that one died of thirst and hunger

27. And sweeter than those in my eyes
In the villages, the gazes of the herd

28. For the matter is decided by a girl
Better than a boy who is not enduring

29. And the bitterness of livelihood in bliss
Is only soothed by miserable life

30. If they mixed the water of life with sorrow
It would become like stagnant water, poisonous

31. If the firmaments were made of soil
Wealth would be nothing but contentment

32. I see the night nodding off
And its eye whitened by the shedding of tears

33. Watching whether it will see a liver
Its flasks diverse in cracks

34. And after that closely
The dawn troops frolicking in the meadows

35. So it released what possessed it and retreated
As the coward flees the crowds

36. And I was hiding in its flanks
So suns, conceal me or expose me!