1. If the camel driver sang sadly,
The hearts of riders would melt with sorrow for me.

2. If the doe knew how I was before being stabbed,
She would have stopped out of mercy before moving on.

3. I entrusted my heart under her feet,
And an affection from them stuck to me with chains.

4. If her thirst was tenfold, she left
A searing in my heart that will not end.

5. My roses that she desired from me are like
My flowing tears that she desires from me.

6. If you complain of scorching heat,
Tomorrow in stopping you will complain of dampness.

7. And I complained of the burning tears on
My cheek, so am I not complaining of tears of agony?

8. If you complain of the heat of poisons,
I have their like in the sighs of my heart in turmoil.

9. God is Greatest! Our souls have been burdened
But in the form of the does with the beautiful eyes.

10. Within the howdahs the banners fluttered
Red, frightening with their might the heart of the hero.

11. As if with the flapping of the wind calling out -
Beware! This is the blood of our first lovers.

12. Ninety threatening ones in their awe, and such
Is their deadly nature as they walk in trepidation.

13. You walk in the deserted wastelands burdened
While I am burdened with longing for you and heavily laden.

14. So can you bear from me what I increase you in burdens
Of greetings and my words to the messengers?

15. Greetings I convey to the breeze, if
You do not reach the homeland, it will convey them in exchange.

16. To the friend whose friendship remains
Despite the changing nights and it has not ceased.

17. He found refuge in Damascus, and did not abandon with his rise
One of the paradises that flows with examples.

18. The best companion whose affection
Was like a river - its muddiness passes so it does not settle.

19. He is the beloved! Yes, and he is the lover, and rarely
Do they come together among people, if you inquire.

20. O you who were gracious with praise that dressed
Its words in the finery of subtle poetry.

21. To you a bright day that adopted an attribute
Of the sun - I was fair, for it is the sun in carrying.

22. I clothed it in night's garb so it pretended to be a moon
Also, and that is strange, not hackneyed.

23. So cover it up, for I have hastily inscribed it
And man was only created of haste.