هَذا كِتابي إِلَيْكُمْ فِيهِ مَعْذِرَتي

يُنْبِيكُمُ اليَوْمَ عَنْ شَوْقي وَعَنْ سَقَمِي

This is my letter to you, in it is my apology

It informs you today of my longing and my illness

أَجْلَلْتُ ذِكْرَكُمُ عَنْ أَنْ يُدَنِّسَهُ

لَوْنُ المِدَادِ فَقَدْ حَبَّرْتُهُ بِدَمِي

I have made your mention too great to be desecrated

By the color of ink, for I have dyed it with my blood

وَلَوْ قَدَرْتُ عَلَى جَفْني لأَجْعَلَهُ

طِرْسِي وَأبْرِي عِظامِي مَوْضِعَ القَلَمِ

And if I was able over my eyelids, I would make it

My scroll, and I would make the bones in my hands the place of the pen

لَكانَ ذَاكَ قَلِيلاً في مَحَبَّتِكُمْ

وَمَا وَجَدْتُ لَهُ واللَهِ مِنْ أَلَمِ

That would have been too little in my love for you

And by Allah I have not felt any pain from it