1. يا لويلات تقضت باللقا

    مع بدور أورثوني حرقا

    O brief nights spent in reunion

    with full moons who bequeathed me burning anguish!

  2. يا نسيما في حماهم طرقا

    قل لأحباب كسوني الأرقا

    O breeze that visited their abode by night,

    tell the beloved ones who clothed me in sleeplessness:

  3. مات صبري فلكم طول البقا

    يا بدورا قد ضناني هجركم

    My patience has died; long life to you.

    O full moons, your abandonment has wasted me away,

  4. حين سرتم وتولى ظعنكم

    لا تظنوني اسلو حبكم

    when you departed and your caravan drew away.

    Do not think I forget my love for you;

  5. ان رأت عيني مليحا غيركم

    لا أزال اللَه عنها الأرقا

    if my eye sees anyone fair but you,

    may God never lift sleeplessness from it.

  6. ليت شعري أصدوداً منكم

    ما أراه أم دلالا فيكم

    Would that I knew: is it aversion from you

    that I see, or coyness in you?

  7. وبقلي والحشا أفديكم

    وتصدقت بروحي عنكمُ

    And with my heart and innermost being I would ransom you,

    and I have given my soul as alms on your behalf.

  8. هكذا كل محبّ صدقا

    يا رُبيعا حين وصل ضمنا

    So acts every true lover.

    O springtime, when reunion held us close,

  9. قد سقاك الجفن ساري دمعنا

    صحت لما شمت روضا لمّنا

    the eyelid watered you with our flowing tears.

    I cried when I glimpsed a garden that had gathered us:

  10. يا غراب البين قد نلت المنا

    وتفرقنا وعزّ الملتقى

    O raven of parting, you have attained your desires;

    we have parted, and reunion has grown elusive.

  11. يا خليلاً كلما ذاكرته

    لام بالوجد الذي عانيته

    O friend who, whenever I spoke with him,

    reproached me for the passion I endured,

  12. لا تلمني بالذي قاسيته

    لي حبيب كلما شاهدته

    do not blame me for what I have suffered.

    I have a beloved: whenever I behold him,

  13. نثر الورد علينا الورقا

    فهو عمدا بالجفا يتلفني

    the rose scatters its petals upon us.

    He deliberately destroys me with coldness,

  14. وبسيف اللحظ كم يقتلني

    ذبت وجدا وهو لا ينجدني

    and how often he kills me with the sword of his glance!

    I have melted with longing, yet he does not come to my aid.

  15. أتمنى قربه يبعدني

    هكذا الدنيا نعيم وشقا

    I yearn to be near him; he keeps me away.

    Such is the world: bliss and misery.

  16. رشأ ماس بقدّ أهيف

    وبجفن صال لا في موهف

    A gazelle-fawn, he swayed with a slender form,

    and charged with an eyelid, not a keen blade.

  17. وينادي خاله عن كلف

    ما سقرنا حسنه من يوسف

    And his beauty mark cries out in ardent love:

    We did not steal his beauty from Joseph;

  18. إنما يوسف منه سرقا

    rather, it was Joseph who stole from him.