سَبْعٌ لِيَ اليَوْمَ أيا بُغْيَتي

لَم يَبْدُ لي مَنْظَرُكَ الأجْمَلُ

Seven days for me today, O my beloved

Your beautiful face has not appeared to me

ماذا الجفاءُ اللهَ في مُغْرَمٍ

أدْمُعُهُ مِنْ لَوْعَةٍ تَهْطِلُ

What is this aloofness, by God, for a lover

Whose tears from yearning pour down

أيَظْهَرُ البَدْرُ عَلى بُعْدِهِ

وأنتَ بالقُرْبِ ولا تُفْضِلُ

Does the full moon appear from afar

While you are near, yet do not prefer