The Sea has risen and the waves are oppressive, I am helpless and the storm is breathtaking

I am in a whirlpool and the winds are enraging, take my boat and place it at shore.

O Sun! you have seen my night, when you pass by Taybah tell of my state,

The twinkle of your light has shone the world but my night has yet to see day.

You have a full moon in your most handsome face, the beard; a halo around the moon and the tresses; and the tresses; a cloud ready to rain,

Your moon bright, sandalwood like face with the curl around it, come and shower rain full of mercy.

I am thirsty and your generosity is most complete, O Pure Tresses O Cloud of mercy

Your rain falls lightly pitter patter pitter patter, come and shower a couple of drops here too.

O my caravan, increase your stay, show mercy to the thirsty desirous lips

My heart is beating thump thump, don't now come and say it's time to leave.

How wonderful were the moments that have gone, spent in the court of your eminence,

When I reminisce, I can't comprehend how trouble free is the journey to Madinah.

The heart is injured and the emotions are grieved, the heart is crying, the mind and soul are afflicted more,

Your honor, who shall I tell of my pain, who do I have besides you O Beloved Life!

The soul is devoted to you, increase the fire, add yet another flame of your love

You have blown me, my body and my wealth away, come and burn this life too O Beloved!

Enough! Weak pen; voice of Rida, neither is this my fashion nor is it my manner,

It was the request of loved ones that was speaking, my poor self had fallen on this path.