ما عَلى مَنْ بكَى لِبُعْدٍ مَلامُ

حَكَمَتْ لوعةٌ بِذا وهُيامُ

No blame lies on one who weeps from longing's pain

When anguish rules o’er him and burning sighs remain

كَيْفَ يُلحَى عَلى البُكاء مُعَنّىً

نَهَكَ الوَجْدُ جِسْمَهُ والسَّقامُ

How harsh to chide him that he ever wept

Wasting and weary plague his body and its frame

آهِ مِن فجْعةِ النَّوى لَيْتَني لَمْ

أدْر ما الحُبُّ والهَوى والذِّمامُ

Ah! By the torment of desire would I had ne'er

Known what is love and longing and its bitter claim

يا عَذُولي عَلى الغَرامِ ومَنْ لي

بِفؤادٍ حتَّى يَكونَ الغَرامُ

O my reproachers that I am enslaved by love

With a heart that is consumed by passion's flame

ذَهبَ الوَجْدُ والفؤادُ جَميعاً

فَعَلى الوَجْدِ والفؤادِ السَّلامُ

Grief and my heart have gone and passed away

So farewell to my heart and to my grief the same