أَأعسفُ في ظلماءِ ظُلمِ عَواذلي

وَبهجةِ وجهِ الحبّ وجهة مهجتي

Shall I be violent in the darkness of oppressors' injustice,

And the joy of the beloved's face is my destination?

يَملّون يُملونَ الملامَ وقَصدهم

ملالي وآمالي بها قد تحلّتِ

They blame and blame my blame, and their intention

Is my boredom and my hopes in it have been adorned.

تَجلّت فَجلّت عَن جَناني جنونهم

وما جُنّتي مِن جِنّتي غَير جَنّتي

Their madness was revealed, so it was revealed from my gardens

And my gardens were not from my gardens but my gardens

وَحيّت وَما في الحيّ حيٌّ فَما الحيا

بِأسرعَ مِن إحيائها كلَّ ميِّتِ

I lived and there is no life in life so what is life

Quicker than reviving every dead one