بَقيتُ وَقَد شَطَّت بِكُم غُربَةُ النَّوى

وَما كُنتُ أَخشى أَنَّني بَعدَكُم أَبقى

I remained while separation from you has swept the homes

And I did not fear that I would remain after you

وَعَلَّمتُموني كَيفَ أَصبِرُ عَنكُمُ

وَأَطلُبُ مِن رِقِّ الغَرامِ بِكُم عِتقا

And you taught me how to be patient without you

And seek with the shackles of passion for you, freedom

فَما قُلتُ يَوماً لِلبُكاءِ عَلَيكُمُ

رُوَيداً وَلا لِلشَّوقِ نَحوكُم رِفقا

So I never said to crying over you, gently

Nor for yearning toward you, slowly

فَما الحُبُّ إِلّا أَن أعُدَّ قَبيحَكُم

إِليَّ جَميلاً وَالقِلى مِنكُمُ عِشقا

For love is not but that I count your ugliness

To me beautiful, and your scarcity from me, love.