عَدِمتُ لَذِيذَ العَيشِ بِعدَك وَالكَرى

وَشَغّلتَ قَلبِي لَوعَةً وَتَذَكُّرا

I've lost the sweetness of living since you left, and memories

You've filled my heart with anguish and remembrance

وَكَم لَيلَةٍ قَد بتّ فيها مُولَّهاً

مَخافَةَ نَفسِي أَن تَذوبَ تَحَسُّرا

How many nights have I spent sleepless

Fearing for myself, about to melt from regret

أُقابلُ مَسرى الريح مِن نَحوِ أَرضِكُم

فِيَحرِمُني بَردَ النَسيم إِذا سَرى

I face the wind coming from your land

But the cool breeze denies me when it blows

لَقَد خابَ ما أَمَّلتُ مُذ سِرتُ عَنكُمُ

وَمِن رَكِبَ الآمال لَم يَحمَدِ السُرى

What I hoped for has failed since I left you

And my hopes didn't benefit from the journey

تنكّرَ لي دَهرِي وَلم يَدرِ أَنَّني

عَرَفتُ جَليّ الأَمرِ لَمّا تَنَكّرا

My fate turned against me, not knowing

I recognized the obvious when it disguised itself

يَقُولونَ لِي صَبراً عَلى البُعدِ وَالنَوى

وَمُذ بِنتَ عَنّي ما رُزِقتُ تَصَبُّرا

They tell me to be patient with the separation and intention

But since you left me, I've lacked patience

وَمِمّا شَجاني أَنَّني بِتّ مُغرَماً

بِأَزهَرَ يَحكِي البَدرَ حُسناً وَمَنظَرا

What hurts me is that I fell for

The most beautiful flower, beautiful like the full moon

يُؤرّقُ جَفنِي مِنهُ غُنجُ مَحاجِرٍ

تَعدّ مِنامَ الجفنِ حِجراً مُحَجّرا

Whose eyelashes deprive my eyes of sleep

Making my sleepy eyes into wakeful stones

وَلَولا الَّذي أَخشاهُ مِن جورِ حُكمِهِ

لحدّثتُكَ الأَمرَ الخَفِيّ كَما جَرى

If it wasn't for my fear of the injustice of his rule

I would have told you the hidden tale as it occurred

وَبُحتُ بِمكنُون الضَميرِ إِليكُمُ

وَأَظهَرتُ وَجداً كانَ في القَلبِ مُضمَرا

And revealed to you the secret feelings in my heart

Exposing a passion hidden within

وَلا بُدَّ مِن شَكوى فَتَعذِر مُدنَفاً

حَليفَ سَقامٍ أَو يَموتَ فَيُعذَرا

But one who is sick must make excuses

Or die, and thus be excused

وَلَكِنَّهُ مُذ لاحَ لامَ عذارِهِ

تَجَنّى فَلا يَلوي عَلى مَن تَعَذّرا

Since the time he shone, he makes no excuses

He does not bend for one who makes excuses

شَراني بِبَخسٍ وَهُوَ في الحُسنِ يُوسُفٌ

وَما بِاعَني إِلّا بِأَرخَصِ ما اِشتَرى

He bought me for less though he is Joseph in beauty

He did not buy me except for the cheapest price

فَيُمسي إِذا ما أظَلَمَ اللَيلُ ظالِمي

وَيَهجُر إِن صامَ النَهارُ وَهَجّرا

So he abandons me when night darkens

And shuns me when dawn breaks and shuns

وَلا ذَنبَ إِلّا أَنّني بُحتُ بِاسمِهِ

وَلا بُدّ لِلمَحزُونِ أَن يَتَذَكّرا

My only sin is that I confessed his name

The anguished cannot but remember

فَكُن ناصِري إِن شِئتَ في مَوقِفِ الهَوى

فَحُقّ لِمِثلي أَن يُعانَ وَيُنصَرا

So be my ally in this ordeal of passion

It is deserved that one like me gets helped and supported