ما لِقَلبي غَرَضٌ في أَحَدِ

منذُ بانَت قِطعَةٌ مِن كَبِدي

My heart has no desire for anyone

Since a piece of my liver became separated

كَيفَ لي عَينٌ تَرى غَيرَ الَّتي

هِيَ روحي ذَهَبَت مِن جَسَدي

How can I have an eye that sees other than her

Who was my soul that left my body

درةٌ بَيضاءُ حَلَّت مُهجَتي

خُطِفَت مِنّي فَأوهَت جَلَدِي

A white pearl settled in my mind

Snatched from me, so my skin sighed

إِنَّ عَيني مِثلُ عَينٍ ثَرّةٍ

إِن نَزَحتَ الماءَ مِنها تَزِدِ

Indeed my eye is like a plentiful spring

If you drain the water from it, it overflows

وَفُؤادي شَفَّهُ الحُزنُ فَما

هُوَ إِلّا دائِماً في نَكَدِ

And my heart's lips, sadness chapped them

It is nothing but always in melancholy

أَرقبُ المَوتَ وَأستبطئُهُ

لَيلَةَ اليَومِ أَتى أَو في غَدِ

I await death and wish it to hurry

The night of today or tomorrow it comes