كتابي فديتك من مَرْعشِ

وخوف نوائبها مُرعشي

My book, I ransom you from Mar'ash

And the fear of its adversities frightened me

وما مَرَّ في طُرْقها مُبصرٌ

صحيحٌ النّواظرِ إلاّ عَشي

No one with clear sight has passed through its roads

Except fearful at night

وما حلَّ في أَرضها آمنٌ

من الضَّيم والضُّرِّ إلاّ خَشِي

And no one has settled in its land securely

From injustice and harm except anxiously

تُرنِّحنُي نشواتُ الغرام

كأنّي من كأسهِ مُنتشي

The intoxications of passion make me sway

As if I was drunk from its cup

أَبيتُ ونارُ الأسى مَضجعي

وأُمسي وجمرُ الغضا مَفْرَشي

I spent the night with the fire of sorrow as my bedding

And I woke with the embers of sadness as my mattress

وأُصبحُ ولهانَ وجداً بكمْ

كأنّي مصابٌ عليه غُشي

And I start my day, crazy with love for you all

As if I was struck down unconscious because of it

أُسرُّ وأُعلنُ بَرْحَ الجوى

فقلبي يُسرُّ ودمعي يَشي

I conceal and profess the torment of passion

So my heart conceals while my tears flow

وليليَ مِن طولِ ما أَشتكي

كليلِ اللّديغِ من الحِرْبشِ

My night is so long from all I complain

Like the night of one bitten by insects

وليس سوى ذكركُمْ مُؤنسي

ولكنَّ بعدكُمُ موحشي

And nothing consoles me but your memory

Though after you my life is desolate

بدلتُ لكم مُهجتي رشوةً

فحاكمُ حُبِّكمُ مَرُتْشِ

I gave you my love as a bribe

So the judge of your love would be bribed

وكيف إلى وصلكم أَهتدي

وخطبُ فراقكمُ مُدهشي

How can I be guided to your union

When your separation leaves me confused

وكيف يلذُّ الكرى مُغْرَمٌ

بنارِ الغرام حشاهُ حُشي

How can a passionate lover enjoy

The fire of love that consumes him

بِمَرْعَشَ أَبغي وبَلُّوطها

مضاهاةَ جِلّقَ والمشمشِ

With Mar'ash I wish for its oak trees

To compete with Jilq and apricot trees

وبالملكِ العادلِ استأنست

نجاحاً مُنَى كلِّ مستوحشِ

With the just king I found comfort

Success, wished for by every loner

وما في الأنامِ كريمٌ سواهُ

فإنْ كنتَ تُنكرني فتشِ

And among people there is no one noble but him

If you doubt me, then search