دعاه ثم اكتوى علي كبده

وأن من شوقه ومن كمده

He called him, then yearned for him with all his heart

And that his longing and his anguish for him

لم تبق أحزانه لمقلته

دمعاً فيبكي به على جسده

Left no sorrows for his eyelids

Tears to cry with over his body

من مبلغ الشوق فيه غايته

شوقاً إلى من فؤاده بيده

From the utmost longing in him

Yearning for the one whose heart was in his hand

فليله ليلة الأسير كما

يبيت يخشاه في صباح غده

So his night was the night of the captive

Who sleeps fearing the morning of tomorrow