حبيبٌ لستُ أنساه

جعلت القلب مأواه

A lover I can't forget

Made my heart his dwelling place

نأى عني وغادرني

وفي الأحلام لقياه

He distanced himself from me and left

Yet in dreams I'd see his face

وفي اليقظة أشكالٌ

من النائي وأشباه

In wakefulness, forms arise

Of the distant one, resembling his grace

تذكّرني بمن ولّى

وملء النفس ذكراه

Reminding me of him who turned away

With memories my soul they embrace

وفي الروض أزاهيرٌ

تحاكيه وأمواه

In the garden, flowers bloom

That mimic him in shape and trace

ففي الغدران رونقُه

وفي الأزهار ريّاه

In the roses, his charm does bloom

In the flowers, his visage I trace

وفي البلبل إذ يشدو

يبثّ الإلفَ شكواه

When the nightingale sings his song

His longing plaintively finds its place

حنوٌّ من طبائعه

وعطفٌ من سجاياه

Affection in the bird's nature

And kindness from his manners I trace

فيا من غاب عن عيني

ومرأى الحسنِ مرآه

Oh you who from my eyes went far

Your beauty was their gazing place

محاسنُ هذه الدنيا

كتابٌ أنتَ معناه

The beauties of this life

Are a book you give meaning and grace