يا مَن يَصدُّ تركتَ قلبي مُدنفاً
جزِعاً وغايةُ مثلهِ أن يكلَفا
O you who turned away, leaving my heart grieving
And exceedingly sorrowful, though its rightful state is to be serene
يا مَن تحيرَ حسنُهُ في وجههِ
أينَ الوِصالُ وأين أيامُ الصفا
O you whose beauty bewildered in your face
Where is reunion and where are the days of clarity?
يا من وفى قلبي له وتضمنت
نفسي له مقةَ الحبيبِ وما وفى
O you to whom my heart was faithful, though I expected
My soul to him, the loyalty of a lover, yet he was not faithful
ما كانَ صبركَ حينَ اسمَعكَ الهوى
شَكوى المحبِّ الليل أن تتعطفا
How little was your patience when love recited to you
The lover's complaint by night, hoping you'd show sympathy
