1. شَفاعَة مِنكَ أَرتَجيها

    يَومَ قُدومي عَلى الإلهِ

    I hope for intercession from you

    on the day I come before God.

  2. هَمّي غَدا هِمَّتي مِن ابني

    سَلامَتي سُلَّمُ التَباهي

    My hope from my son has become my grief;

    my salvation is the ladder to pride.

  3. هِلالي النَيِّر المُحَيّا

    وَبَحري الطَيِّب المِياهِ

    My crescent moon of radiant countenance,

    and my sea of sweet waters.

  4. هَجَعتُ في بَرزَخِ المَنايا

    فَهَل سَبيلٌ إِلى اِنتِباهِ

    I slumbered in death's limbo;

    so is there a way to awaken?

  5. هَدَّدَني الدَهرُ قُم وَإِلّا

    قَضى عَلى اللَيثِ لِلشِياهِ

    Time threatened me: rise, or else

    it would rule against the lion in favor of the sheep.

  6. هَدَمتُ ما كُنتُ أَبتَنيهِ

    مِن شَرَفٍ باذِخٍ وَجاهِ

    I demolished what I had been building

    of lofty honor and prestige.

  7. هَدَدتُ طود الحلوم مِنّي

    تَرَكتُ عَيشي بِلا مهاهِ

    I tore down the mountain of forbearance within me;

    I left my life bereft of luster.

  8. هَجَرتَني أَم شُغِلتَ عَنّي

    حاشا رَشيداً مِنَ السفاهِ

    Have you forsaken me, or been distracted from me?

    Far be a wise man from folly!

  9. هَل مُسعِدٌ بِالبُكا مُعينٌ

    داهيتي أَعظَمُ الدَواهي

    Is there a consoler to join my weeping and help?

    My calamity is the greatest of calamities.

  10. هَب رَوضَتي صوحَت فَأَنّى

    تَقَلَّصَت أَحسَن الشِفاهِ

    Suppose my garden has withered—how, then,

    have the fairest lips shriveled?

  11. هَوى النُفوسِ اِعتَدى عَلَيها

    إِنَّ الهَوى آمِرٌ وَناهِ

    The souls' desire has wronged them;

    indeed, desire commands and forbids.

  12. هَلّا اِهتَدى مَن أَضَلَّ هَلّا

    تَذَكَّرَ المَوتَ كُلُّ ساهِ

    Why did he who misled others not find guidance? Why did not

    every heedless soul remember death?

  13. هذي المَنايا لَها سِهامٌ

    كُلُّ جَديدٍ رَمَتهُ واهِ

    These mortal fates have arrows;

    every new thing they strike is frail.

  14. هُدىً وَنوراً بِكُلِّ قَلبٍ

    باتَ عَنِ اللَهِ غَيرَ لاهِ

    May guidance and light be in every heart

    that spends the night not heedless of God.

  15. هانَت عَلَيَّ الحَياةُ لَمّا

    فارَقَني مَن بِهِ أباهي

    Life became of little worth to me when

    the one in whom I take pride left me.