وَعَيشِكِ لا زِلتُ حِلفَ الضَنى

وَلا اِلتامَ بَعدَكِ لِلقَلبِ لَهوُ

By your life, I still swear affliction,

And without you, joy is denied my heart,

وَدونَ مَزارِكِ لِليَعمُلاتِ

إِذا ما اِبتَذَلنَ ذَميلٌ وَشَدوُ

Except by your tomb, for the wanderers,

When a companion tires, and lays down his song.

وَمِمّا يَزيدُ بِكُم لَوعَةً

وُلوعُ العَواذِلِ وَالعَذلُ لَغوُ

And what increases longing with you,

Is the yearning of maidens, and tender love.

وَقيتُ بِنَفسي صُروفَ الرَدى

وَكُلُّ زَماني صُروفٌ وَنَبوُ

I have endured with myself the turns of fortune,

And all my life is but turns, and news.