لَكِ العَهدُ عَهدُ اللَهِ أَلّا يزال لي

بِذِكراكِ أَو أَلقى المَنِيَّةَ شاغِلُ

To you I pledge, a pledge of God that shall not cease

As long as I live, or meet my final breath

لِقَلبِيَ مِن ذِكراكِ في كُلِّ خَطرَةٍ

تَلَهُّبُ شَوقٍ إِن عَدا لِيَ قاتِلُ

My heart is filled with thoughts of you at every peril

If absent from me, longing burns like glowing embers

لَبِستُ نُحولاً لَو تَلَبَّس بِالصَفا

لِأَصبَحَ مِنهُ صَلدُهُ وَهوَ ناحِلُ

If clothed with leanness, it would don Safa's stones

And from it hardness flows, no longer plump or full

لَعَلَّكِ إِن أَمسَيتُ رَهنَ حَفيرَةٍ

تَقولينَ جادَتهُ الغُيوثُ الهَواطِلُ

Perhaps if interred inside a grave one eve

You'd say the heavy rains had freed me from its pit