يا مُمْرِضَ الجِسْمِ مِنِّي عِنْدَ صِحَّتِهِ

هَبْ لِي عَلى طُولِ ما أَفْنى عَلَيْكَ بَقَا

O you who cure the body when it's healthy

Grant me, for all the life I spent on you, survival

وَمَنْ تَعَشَّقَ جِسْمِي سُقْمَ ناظِرِهِ

لَمَّا رَآهُ لِسُقْمِي فِيهِ قَدْ عَشِقا

And whoever fell in love with my body, love-sick with its sight

For when he saw in it my illness, he fell in love

أَغْرَيْتَ بِالسُّقْمِ حَتَّى إِذْ غُرِيتُ بِهِ

كأَنَّ سُقْمِيَ مِنْ جَفْنَيْكَ قَدْ خُلِقا

You tempted me with illness until, tempted by it

As though my illness was created from your eyelids