1. أَيُّها البَدرُ الَّذي

    يَملَأُ عَينَي مَن تَأَمَّل

    O full moon who

    fills the eyes of whoever gazes,

  2. حُمِّلَ القَلبُ تَباريحَ ال

    تَجَنّي فَتَحَمَّل

    The heart was made to bear the agonies of

    unjust reproach, and it bore them.

  3. لَيسَ لي صَبرٌ جَميلٌ

    غَيرَ أَنّي أَتَجَمَّل

    I have no graceful patience,

    but I feign composure.

  4. ثُمَّ لا يَأسَ فَكَم قَد

    نيلَ أَمرٌ لَم يُؤَمَّل

    Then, no despair—for many a

    thing has been attained that was never hoped for.