وَصَلْتُ أَنِيني فِي الهَوى بِحَنِينِي

وَشَكْوايَ مَا أَلْقى بِضَعْفِ يَقَينِي

I have joined my sighs in passion with my yearning

And my complaints I utter in my weakness and certainty

وَبَيَّضْتُ بِالْهَجْرِ الطَّويلِ نَوَاظِرِي

وَوَرَّدْتُ مَاءَ الدَّمْعِ بَيْنَ جُفُوني

And with long separation I have whitened my eyes

And I have turned the water of tears between my eyelids

فَيَا مُلْزِمي ذَنْبَ الدُّمُوعِ الَّتي جَرَتْ

فَأَبْدَتْ مِنَ الأَسْرارِ كلَّ مَصُونِ

So O reproacher of the crime of tears that have flowed

And have shown all secrets that were hidden

أَعِنِّي عَلَى تَأْدِيبِ دَمْعِي فَإِنَّهُ

يَتُوبُ إِذا ما كُنْتَ أَنْتَ مُعِينِي

Help me against disciplining my tears, for it

Repents when you are its supporter