1. The fast has finished its term after prolongation
And was released from the bond of the crescent's vacation

2. My right side writer I gave solace
And my left side writer I made toil

3. So leave a constriction like the tightening of a belt
To a relief like the loosening of a knot

4. And rise, bring it like the dress of youth
And wave of oceans and taste of fresh juice

5. May God reward, from me, the bride of valleys
And the cups of seclusion did not mistake her

6. With what she fed of delicious fruits
And what she dressed of weaved shades

7. And what she chained of melted bliss
And what she lowered of the wings of exultation

8. So how she adorned a paradise for the torment
And how she raised a torch for the misguidance

9. I contend with the cup the judgement of time
So a day against me and a day for me

10. And she came with what is in the eyes of women
And passed with what is in the heads of men

11. And I made the gazelle drunk with it when I saw
In its cups the blood of that gazelle

12. With your life, hurry me to a battlefield
In which any war of argument takes place

13. If the water from it mixed the cups
We mixed its tongues with the swords

14. And I am a horseman of the repentant row
So you be a horseman of the fighting row

15. The slain of beating avoided the people
But not me, rather the slain of affection

16. And a drunk reiterated from his drunkenness
An age against every sober mind

17. So the drunkenness of youth and drunkenness of drink
And drunkenness of resistance and drunkenness of union

18. Do not remind of the days of union
For my covenant with it is nights of nights

19. And I did not weep a covenant hoping for return
But I converse with it with polishing

20. The nights sent against me with severe harm
From old, so they raided my situations

21. So no blame of a scorner came from my cloak
Nor did blame of my essence come from my state

22. And I did not seek help under the shade of steps
With the dragging of slippers under the luggage

23. So compete against the majestic revered one
You compete with the shoulder of a revered pole

24. You were rough to a state like thorns of citrus
And gentle to another like thorns of chamomile

25. And I am not a tongue for the disgrace of begging
And I still am a chest for the honor of begging

26. A talk that saves the branches of clouds
And a root that competes with mountain roots

27. And I have a pen which the eye of ability
Flows from it, so the eye of perfection looks

28. A folk on which the gardens of basil
Are shaded from it, adorned with shades

29. Like the pitfall in which is the fresh juice
Making the pitfall delicious to me in the fresh juice

30. And books in which the right of sincerity overflows
And the tongue of debate and argument

31. Its form preceded it above it
Like arrows ahead of the struggle

32. And how much they wore enemy hides
And how much they robbed the nude of bands

33. They smile about a hopeless desirer
The obvious minaret, pure minaret

34. A bridle which took what it aimed
With pulling the reins and releasing the knot

35. It crowns the orbits of its paper
Suns, suns at the decline

36. So no sleep shortened save the long
And no disease ended save the chronic

37. And lift it up to me, so the lowest of chance
Takes from me the highest of luck

38. As for my enemy, I do not sleep if
The ghost of imagination cheers him in sleep

39. And the bellow of stallions did not disturb my hearing
So how would the howl of pups alarm me?

40. A talk like the buzzing of the hidden flies
And a fate like the flight of dodging flies

41. And the lack of sleep made them absent minded
So they became absent minded and did not occur to me

42. And no wonder if who you have guided is misguided
Misguidance of the guide is the guide of misguidance

43. It will suffice for the example in its like
Your latter ones who sufficed me the first ones

44. And I have not profited except for he who
Tomorrow buys words from principal money

45. And how much was said about a speaker that
He, and he, and he, and increased in hyperbole

46. So I came to his water spring without finding direction
And I did not see in his desert except perishing

47. A hope that points with pulling the journey
And despair that points with unloading the journey

48. And a state which has an adornment in talk
That deceives, while its result is not the state

49. And your resistance to me is resistance of boredom
And my resistance to you is resistance of boredom

50. If you were my money that is in my hand
Then I am money leaning to other than money

51. A prophet! My patience heard his promise
So do not trick it with saying and words

52. And I took from gentleness the poison of the tailor
And I complain from fate the narrowness of range