ضَحِكتَ سُروراً وأبلَيتني

ونمتَ عن سَقمي وأضنَيتَني

You laughed in delight and afflicted me

You slept away from my sickness and exhausted me

لا سَهرت عينُكَ بل لا بكَت

ولا رَمتها أسهُمُ الأعينِ

Your eyes did not stay up, nor did they cry

Nor did the arrows of eyes assault them

يا حسنَ الوجهِ أنا المُبتلى

وأنتَ بالجفوةِ أبليتني

O beautiful face, I am the afflicted one

And you, with indifference, have afflicted me

حَسيبُكَ اللَه فلو كنتَ لي

تزور والحبَّ لأحييتني

May God be your judge, if you were mine

You would visit, and love would revive me