صَدَعْتَ أكْبادِيَ صَدْعَ الزُّجاجْ

وشُبْتَ لِي العَذْبَ بِمِلْحٍ أُجاجْ

You have shattered my livers like glass,

And made the sweet bitter with salty bitterness.

وسُمْتَ قَلبي بُرحاءَ النَّوى

فَما لِما خامَرهُ مِنْ عِلاجْ

You have poisoned my heart with the seeds of sorrow,

So there is no cure for the pain that plagues it.

يا أيُّها الرَّاحِلُ يَطْوي الفَلا

تَرْمِيْ بهِ الفِيْحُ شُعوبَ الفِجاجْ

O you who departs, traversing the desert,

With wild stallions galloping through the dunes.

قَدْ لاحَ كالبَدْرِ يَشُقُّ الدُّجا

بأشْهَبٍ كالبَرْقِ يَجْلو العَجاجْ

You appear like the full moon, piercing through the darkness

With a shooting star blazing through the night.

ونَظَّم الأنُجمَ عن شَكَّةٍ

فَلِلدَّياجي عَنْ سَناهُ انْفرِاجْ

The stars are aligned despite the adversity,

So for the weary there is hope of relief.

مْشَمِّراً عن سَاعِدِ الجِدِّ لا

يَلْوي عَلى ذِي لَوْعَةٍ واهْتِياجْ

With determination bared on the arm of diligence,

Not bending for one in anguish and turmoil.

لَيْسَ لهُ قَصْدٌ سِوى غارَةٍ

يَشُنُّها أو خَوْضَةٍ في هِراجْ

His only intent a raid to undertake,

Or a plunge into the throes of battle.

تاللهِ ما الأبْطالُ مَظْلُومَةً

تُكافِحُ الأبطالَ يومَ الهِياجْ

By Allah, heroes are not oppressed,

When heroes battle on a day of clamor.

فِي مأْزِقٍ ضَنْكٍ لِقَرعِ القَنا

بالبِيْضِ فيهِ ضَجَّةٌ وارتجاجْ

In dire, narrow straits, the clashing of swords,

Amidst the white blades clamor and commotion.

قَدْ صافَحتْ فيهِ الصِّفاحُ الطُّلا

واسْتَتْبَعتْ سُمرُ الرِّماحِ الزِّجاجْ

The swords have mingled, drawing blood,

As the tips of spears collide with armor.

أسوأُ حالاً مِنْ مُحبٍّ لَهُ

في الصَّدرِ مِنْ حُبِّك أدْنَى اخْتِلاجْ

I am worse off than a lover with a heart,

That quivers from even the slightest agony of your love.

يارَشأً مُفترساً للنُّهى

مثْلَ افْتِراس الأُسْدِ سِرْبَ النِّعاجْ

O wild and defiant one to moral law,

Like a lion preying on a flock of sheep.

أصْبَحْتَ كالبَدْرِ فَلا غروَ أن

تُمسِيَ مابينَ سُرىً وادِّلاجْ

You've become like the full moon, so it's no wonder

If you disappear between the Pleiades and the Hyades.

أسْتَودِعُ الله حَبيباً نَأى

عَنِّي فدَهريْ بَعْدَهُ في لَجاجْ

I entrust my beloved to Allah, distant

From me, so my life without him is mired in anguish.

إنْ تَجْمَع الأيَّامُ شَمْلي بِهِ

لم تَبْقَ للنَّفسِ عَلى اللهِ حاجْ

If days bring us back together,

My soul will have no unfulfilled wishes before God.