إِلى كَم لا يُفارِقُني الفِراقُ

وَأَحمِلُ في الهَوى ما لا يُطاقُ

How long will parting not leave me

And I bear in love what cannot be borne

لَئِن دامَ المَدى هَجراً وَبَيناً

فَلا شامٌ لَدَيَّ وَلا عِراقُ

If estrangement and distance persist

Then I have no Syria or Iraq

أَقولُ لِصاحِبي وَدُموعُ عَيني

تَروقُ لِحاسِدي وَدَمي يُراقُ

I say to my companion while my eyes' tears

Flow for my envier and my blood is shed

أُسِرتُ وَلَم تُغِر لِلسَبي خَيلٌ

قُتِلتُ وَلَم تُقَم لِلحَربِ ساقُ

I was captured though no horses were sent to free the captive

I was killed yet no legs marched for war