الْمَقَامَةُ الرَّحْبِيَّةُ

Al-Harith bin Hammam narrated, saying: The caller of longing beckoned me.

Hárìsù ọmọ Hammam sọ̀rọ̀, ó wí pé: Olùpè ìfẹ́ pè mí.

To the courtyard of Malik bin Tawq.

Sí àgbàlá Malik ọmọ Taoq.

So I answered him, mounting a swift camel.

Nítorí náà mo dáhùn, mo gun ràkùnmí tó yára.

And drawing a blazing determination.

Mo sì fa ìpinnu tó gbóná jáde.

When I cast my anchors there.

Nígbà tí mo jù ìdúró mi síbẹ̀.

And tightened my ropes.

Tí mo sì di okùn mi mú ṣinṣin.

And emerged from the bathroom after washing my head.

Tí mo sì jáde láti inú ìlewẹ̀ lẹ́yìn tí mo wẹ orí mi.

I saw a youth molded in the form of beauty.

Mo rí ọ̀dọ́mọkùnrin kan tí a dà sínú àwòrán ẹwà.

And clothed in the garment of perfection from comeliness.

Tí a sì wọ̀ ní aṣọ pípé láti inú ẹwà.

An old man had grasped his cloak.

Arúgbó kan ti di ẹ̀wù rẹ̀ mú.