تراني سلوتكَ لا والذي

يرقيكَ ما عِشتَ لي واصلا

You see me desiring you - no, by Him

Who has raised you! - while I live faithful.

أما ليَ من عَبرتي شاهدٌ

يريكَ بلى بدناً ناحلا

Do I not have witnesses of my passion

Who show you truly a wasted body?

ومن حَسرةٍ تركت لِلحشا

بزَفرَتِها شُغلاً شاغِلا

And from sorrow for you I have left

The thorn-bushes occupied with my sighs.

أتجهلُ ما بي ولكنَّني

أظنُّ صدودَكَ لي قاتِلا

Do you not know my state? Yet I think

Your repulses of me are deadly.