1. O you whom my poetry delights
Like light in the sun's proximity,
١. يا مَن يُغنيهِ شِعري
كَالنورِ في قُربِ شَمسِ
2. And you for whom my heart is jealous
Of its self-love,
٢. وَمَن يَغارُ فُؤادي
مِنهُ عَلى حُبِّ نَفسي
3. Lost is he who once said
Servants are made harsh,
٣. ضَلَّ الَّذي قالَ يَوماً
إِنَّ العِبادَ يُقَسّي
4. True, your abandonment grieves me
And your love's memory gives forgetfulness.
٤. صَحيحُ هَجرِكَ يُضني
وَذِكرُ حُبِّكَ يُنسي