وَازروها بِالبُكا لا بِالتَعازي

إِن هَولَ الحُزنِ بِالأَحشاءِ غازي

Console her with weeping, not with condolences,

For the intensity of grief is invading her innermost being.

قَد أَذابَتها حَقيقات الأَسى

فَاِترُكوها مِن عِبارات المَجازِ

The realities of anguish have melted her down completely,

So leave her be from expressions of metaphors.

عِندَها كانَ هِزارٌ فَاِنثَنى

طائِراً هَل بَعدَهُ تَصبو لِبازِ

She had a thousand joys that doubled over,

Flying - after it, do hawks aspire for the falconer?

خَطَفتُهُ نائِباتٌ فَاِختَفى

شارِداً يَسلُكُ في أَقصى مَجازِ

Sudden misfortunes snatched it away and it disappeared,

Wandering, traversing the furthest metaphors.

غُصنَها الغَضُّ أَمالَتهُ الصِبا

فَاِنثَنى إِذ كانَ في غَير اِرتِكازِ

The tender branch, the morning breeze bent it over,

So it doubled over as it was without a brace.

طالَما جارَت عَلَيهِ فَسَرى

يَخلَعُ النير طَلوباً لِلمَفازِ

Often it flowed over it, so it flowed,

Shedding the yoke, yearning for the expanse.

فَاِنتَهى عُمرُ هَواها عِندَهُ

كُلُّ شَيءٍ في البَرايا لِلنجازِ

So the life of her passion ended next to it -

Everything in the wild is for the pickings.

كُلُ مُلكٍ ضائِعٌ أَو ساقِطٌ

إِن مَشى مالِكهُ دونَ اِحتِرازِ

Every fallen or lost kingdom,

If its owner walks without caution.

مَزَّقت أَثوابَها غَيظاً عَلى

فَقَد مَأسورِ الهَوى بَعدَ اِحتيازِ

She tore her clothes in anger over

The loss of the prisoner of love after crossing over.

أَوشَكت تَخدشُ وَجنات السَما

وَتَشُقُّ الصَدرَ مِن تَحتِ الطِرازِ

She almost scratches the cheeks of the sky

And splits the chest from beneath the decoration.

غيرَة الغادة لَو تَدرونَها

لا تَقيتم فَتكَها يَومَ البُرازِ

The jealousy of the tender one - if you knew it

You would not withstand its violence on the day of trial.

هاجَمَت عَينُ سِواها عَينَهُ

فَسَبَتهُ تَحتَوي خَيرَ اِكتِنازِ

Her eye attacked the eye of her beloved,

And captured it, containing the best treasures.

مُذ رَأَها وَهِيَ تَدعو للصَفا

بادر الفُرصة في خَير اِنتِهازِ

Since she saw her calling for clarity,

He seized the opportunity for the best gain.

فَرَأى ذاتَ جَمالٍ باهِرٍ

تَخجل الغُصنَ بميدٍ وَاِهتِزازِ

For he saw a clearly beautiful being

That shames the branch with bending and shaking.

كَتَبَ الحُسنُ عَلى أَلحاظِها

إِحفَظوا الأَرواحَ مِن فَتكِ الغَوازي

Beauty has written on her glances:

"Guard your souls from the violence of the raiders."