بِنَفسِيَ مُعرِضَةٌ باخِلَه

أَجِدُّ وَتَقتُلُنِي هازِلَه

My self exposed by a stingy beloved

I strive yet she kills me, jesting

عَجِبتُ لِعَطفٍ لَها مائِلٍ

وَلَيسَت لِعَطفٍ بِهِ مائِلَه

I'm amazed by tenderness inclining to her

Yet no tenderness in her is inclining

وَقَدٍّ حَكى ناعِماتِ الغُصُونِ

وَيَفعَلُ فِعلَ القَنا الذابِلَه

She described the softness of bending branches

Yet acts like a fading channel

مُحَكّمَةٌ في قُلوبِ الأَنا

مِ لَو أَنّ أَحكامَها عادِلَه

Firm in the hearts of Passion

As if her judgments were fair

سَمَحتُ بِرُوحي لَها وَاعتدَت

عَلَيَّ بِطَرفِ الكَرى باخِلَه

I yielded my soul to her, yet she transgressed

Upon me with averting glances, stingy

وَتَمنَعُنِي وَصلَها وَالفُتُو

رُ يُوهِمُنِي أَنَّها باذِلَه

She denies me her union, yet empty pride

Deceives me she is generous

كَفاها شَهيداً عَلى لَوعَتي

نُحُولِي وَأَدمُعِيَ السائِلَه

My tears and sighs for her suffice as witness

To my agony, droplets flowing

وَأَنّي مُقيمٌ عَلى حُبِّها

وَنَفسِيَ عَن بَدَني راحِلَه

I'm steadfast in my love for her

While my soul parts from my body

لَماها حَياتِي وَمَن لِي بِهِ

وَمِن دُونِهِ مُقَلٌ قاتِلَه

She's my life, and without her, who do I have

Except a killing adversity?

سَكارى يُسَكِّرنَ عَقلَ اللَبي

بِ حَتّى يَرى حَقَّهُ باطِلَه

Intoxicated with eyes that cloud the mind of the infatuated

So he sees right as wrong

وَفَت لِيَ عَصرَ الصِبا ثَمّ زا

لَ فانقَلَبَت بَعدَهُ زائِلَه

She wasted my springtime days and then departure

Made joys fleeting thereafter

وَوَصل الكِعاب كَعَهدِ الشبا

بِ كُلٌّ لَهُ صِفَةٌ حائِلَه

Youth and old age met as appointed

Each has traits that intervene

لَقَد طالَ ما تَعِبَت بِالغَرا

مِ نَفسِي وَما أَدرَكت طائِلَه

Long have I suffered from love's turmoil

Yet my soul attained no gains