أُكاتمُ وجدي فما ينكتِم

بمن لو شكوتُ إليه رحِم

I keep my love hidden, though it does not stay concealed

From one to whom, if I complained, he would show mercy.

وإني على حُسنِ ظنِّي به

لأحذرُ إن بُحتُ أن يحتشم

And yet, because of my good opinion of him,

I take care, if I speak openly, that he will be too shy.

ولي عند لحظته روعَةٌ

تُحقِّق ما ظنَّه المتهم

In his glance there is a feeling for me

That proves the suspicions of the slanderer.

وقد علم الناسُ أني له

محبٌّ وأحسبه قد علم

People know that I love him,

And I believe he knows it too.

وإني لمغضٍ على لوعةٍ

من الشوق في كبدي تضطرم

Yet I angrily suppress the pains

Of longing that flare up in my liver.

عشيةَ ودعتُ عن مقلةٍ

سفوحٍ وزفرةِ قلبٍ سدم

One evening I bid farewell at a refuse heap

To plains and to the sighs of a heart tightly closed.

فما كان عند النوى مسعدٌ

سوى الدمع يغسلُ طرفاً كلم

There was none to wish us well at the halt

Except tears washing an eyelid held stiff.

سيذكرُ من بانَ أوطانه

ويبكي المقيمين من لم يُقم

He will remember one who left his homelands

And weep for those who did not depart.