قَلبي لِبُعدِكَ لَم يَحمد مُجاوَرَتي

وَفَر نَحو حَبيب في حَشاه رَبّي

My heart did not praise my company in your absence

And fled to a beloved in my Lord's courtyard

قُل لي بِطَلعَتِكَ الغَرا وَعِزَّتِها

وَاِحكُم كَما تَرضى متعت بِالاَرب

Tell me, by your radiant appearance and its glory

And judge as you please, while I take pleasure in distress

مِن غَير قلب أَنبقى روح عائِشَة

لا وَالَّذي زانَ هذا المَجد بِالادَب

Without a heart can a soul live, O Aisha?

No, by Him who adorned this glory with grace