غابوا فَعَيشي ناصِبٌ مِن بَعدِهِم

دامَت لَهُم نُعمى وَعَيشٌ رافِغُ

They left, so my life after them is full of sorrows,

While they enjoy blessings and abundant livelihood.

غودِرتُ بَعدَهُم أَسيرَ صَبابَةٍ

كَمَداً يُغَصِّصُني الشَرابُ السائِغُ

After them, I became a prisoner of youthfulness,

Squeezing me like the smooth intoxicating wine.

غَنَّت فَظَلَّ غِناؤُها لي شاغِلاً

لَكِن لَها قَلبٌ وَعَيشِكَ فارِغُ

She sang, so her singing kept me occupied,

But she has a heart while your life is empty.

غورِيَّةٌ تَعلو الغُصونَ كَأَنَّما

أَهدى لَها الطَوقَ المُؤَلَّفَ صائِغُ

She is a maiden high up on the branches as if

The one who crafted the necklace had gifted it to her.