يا لائِمي في فَتاةٍ

كاللّيلةِ الليْلاء

O you who blame me for a girl

As dark as the darkest night!

بي من جُنونِ هواها

داءٌ عزيزٍُ الدَّواء

With love for her I'm crazy—

A malady past any cure.

دَعني فأصلُ جُنوني

تَغَلُّبُ السّوداءِ

So let me rave in madness!

The cure would only hurt me more.