لي بالأَحبة ما لهم بي انما

شتان بين عقولهموَجنوني

My loved ones have no love for me, rather

There is a vast difference between their minds and my madness

حَتّى إِذا ما ملت عنهم نَحوَ من

يُملي علي جنونه حسدوني

Until when I grew weary of them towards someone

Who inspires madness in me, they envied me

لبيك يا مَجنون يا هَذا الزَمي

ل وَمنصفي مِمّا به وَصموني

I have no equal or sympathizer for what they attributed to me

Why do people ridicule us when they

ما لِلخَلائق يَسخرون بنا وَهم

لَو انصفوا لثموك أَو لَثَموني

If they were fair, they would either blame or kiss me

So he answered me, they work without guidance

فاجابَني هم يَعمَلون بلا هُدى

وَيَرون لا بقلوبهم بعيون

And see not with their hearts but with their eyes

And sanctify their bodies and its pleasures

وَيقدسون جسومهم ومذيقها

عيش الخَليع وَراحة المَفتون

The life of the villain and the comfort of the tempted

And they crown their heads with thorns and not

وَيكللون رؤوسهم بالشوك وال

ازهار تحت نعالهم في الدون

The flowers under their feet in lowness

And they fight the daring of snakes with what

وَيحاربون جسارة الافعى بِما

هُوَ الحَرير بلمسه وَاللون

Is silk to the touch and in color

They laugh when they meet while their insides

هم يَضحَكون إِذا تَلاقوا بَينَما

احشاؤهم من بعضهم كاتون

Are stoked from each other like an oven

The voice of the crow is uglier and more ominous

صوت الغُراب شناعة وَتشاؤما

أَبهى لهم من نغمة الحسون

To them than the melody of the nightingale

Say what you want, however you want, for they

قل ما تَشاء كَما تَشاء فانهم

ظَلَموكَ ايضا مِثلَما ظَلَموني

Have wronged you just as they have wronged me

That was an hour between two madmen

هيَ ساعَة مرت عَلى نفرين مج

نونين بين دعابة وَمجون

Among playfulness and madness

And if after it I see any happiness for me

واذا رايت سعادة لي بعدها

فأَنا السَعيد بساعة المَجنون

Then I am happy with the madman's hour