يا مَنْ تَجَنَّبَ دَمْعي مِنْهُ حِينَ وَشَى

سُلْطانُ حُبِّكَ لمْ يَقْبَلْ عَلَيَّ رُشا

O you who avoided my tear when it scattered,

Your love's authority did not turn to me gently.

وكَمْ شَكاني اشْتِكائي من هوى قَمَرٍ

مُحَكَّمٍ في قُلوبِ الخَلْقِ كَيفَ يَشا

And how much did my complaining of love for a moon

Firmly enthroned in people's hearts however he wishes, complain.

يا خَاضِباً مِنْ دَمِي أَسْيافَ ناظِرِهِ

وَمَنْ عَبَدْتُ غَرامِي فِيه حينَ نَشا

O you who unsheathed from my blood the swords of his looks,

And whom I worshipped, my passion for him when it awoke.

هذا فُؤاديَ طَوْعاً لَوْ هَمَمْتَ بِهِ

يَمْشي إِلَيْكَ إِذا اسْتَمْشَيْتَهُ لَمَشى

It would walk to you if you made it walk, it would walk.

And here is my love, the wounds of its limbs,

وَهذهِ مُهْجَتي جَرْحى جَوَارِحُها

يَزِيدُها رِيُّها مِنْ وِرْدِها عَطَشا

Its saliva increases its thirst for its roses.