1. أَيَذهبُ هذا الدَهرُ وَالحالُ بَينَنا

    عَلى ما أَرى لا يَستَقيمُ لَنا الدَهرُ

    Will this lifetime pass, with things between us

    as I see them? Time will not favor us.

  2. إِذا ما اِلتَقَينا كانَ أَكثَرَ حَظِّنا

    وَغايَةَ ما نَرضى بِهِ النَظَرُ الشَزرُ

    Whenever we meet, the greatest share we have

    and the utmost we settle for are sidelong glances,

  3. مُراقَبَةً مِن كاشِحٍ وَصَبابَةً

    تَهيجُ فلَا يَقوى عَلى رَدِّها الصَدرُ

    out of wariness of a foe, and ardent longing

    that surges, so the breast cannot restrain it.