هاجَ الفُؤادُ وَأَمسى الحِلمُ قَد عَزَبا

بَعدَ العَزاءِ وَبَعدَ الصَبرِ قَد غُلِبا

My heart is stirred and patience has now left

After consolation and after patience they were defeated

وَهاجَهُ ذِكرُ قُربى بَعد سَلوَتِهِ

وَراجَعَ القَلبَ ما يَلقى فَقَد نَصَبا

And the memory of my dear ones stirred it after its tranquility

And it recalled what it encounters so it erected difficulties

وَجَشَّمَتهُ السُرى قُربى وَما جَشِمَت

قُربى سُرى لَيلَةٍ فيهِ وَلا تَعَبا

The closeness of my dear ones scratched it and did not scratch

The closeness of dear ones one night in it nor did it toil

أَقُولُ لَمّا اِلتَقَينا وَهيَ مُعرِضَةٌ

لِقيلِ واشٍ عَلَينا يَقرِضُ الكَذِبا

I say when we met and she was aloof

To vile gossip about us that picks faults and lies

فَقُلتُ لا تُعرِضِي نَفسي الفِداءُ لَكُم

في غَير شَيءٍ وَما نَأتي لَكُم غَضَبا

So I said “do not be aloof, my soul is ransom for you

For no reason whatsoever and we do not come to you in anger”

اللَهُ يَعلَمُ ما أَحبَبتُ حُبَّكُمُ

يا قُربَ مِن خَلقِهِ عُجماً وَلا عَرَبا

God knows that I loved loving you

O kin from His creation, non-Arabs and Arabs

قَد كُنت أَحسَب وَجدي يا قَريب لَكُم

حَتّى أَتَحتِ لَنا بِالخَيفِ قَد ذَهَبا

I used to think my passion for you, O dear one was

Until separation lowered over us and so it went

لَمّا مَدَدتُ بِحَبل القَلبِ نَحوَكُمُ

خَفَّ الفُؤادُ لِما تَهوَينَ فَانجَذَبا

When I extended with the rope of my heart toward you

My heart recoiled from what it plunged into and so was pulled back

وَاللَهِ ما قَرُبَت قُربى وَلا نَزَحَت

إِلّا اِستَخَفَّ إِلَيها قَلبُهُ طَرَبا

By God, kinsmen did not approach or depart

Except that it lightly hastened toward it, disturbed

وَلا دَعَت شَجوَها يَوماً مُطَوَّقَةٌ

إِلّا تَرَقرَقَ ماءُ العَينِ فَاِنسَكَبا

Nor did their complaints on a day when adorned

Except the water of the eye trickled and poured down

فَإِن كَلِفتَ بِقُربى أَو كَمِدتَ فَقَد

عَنَّتكَ قُربى وَأَترابٌ حِقبا

So if you blamed my kin or reproached

Then my kinsmen and comrades blamed you for eras