سَبْعٌ لِيَ اليَوْمَ أيا بُغْيَتي

لَم يَبْدُ لي مَنْظَرُكَ الأقْمَرُ

Seven days have passed, O my beloved,

since I saw your moonlike face.

ماذا الجفاءُ اللهَ في مُغْرَمٍ

أدْمُعُهُ مِنْ لَوْعَةٍ تَقْطُرُ

What wrong have I done, that you shun me so cruelly,

that tears of anguish flow down my cheeks?

أيَظْهَرُ البَدْرُ عَلى بُعْدِهِ

وأنتَ بالقُرْبِ ولا تَظْهَرُ

The moon appears from afar,

while you are near, yet remain hidden from me.