صَفَحتُ بِرَغمِيَ عَنكَ صَفحَ ضَرورَةٍ

إِلَيكَ وَفي قَلبي نُدوبٌ مِنَ العَتبِ

I forgave you unwillingly out of necessity

While in my heart remain wounds of reproach

خَضَعتُ وَما ذَنبي إِنِ الحُبُّ عَزَّني

فَأَغضَيتُ صَفحاً في مُعالَجَةِ الحُبِّ

I submitted though I was not at fault, for love had saddened me

So I pardoned, trying to remedy love

وَما زالَ بي فَقرٌ إِلَيكَ مُنازِعٌ

يُذَلِّلُ مِنّي كُلَّ مُمتَنِعٍ صَعبِ

And still in me remains poverty for you, resisting

Making all stubbornness in me submissive

إِلى اللَهِ أَشكو أَنَّ وُدّي مُحَصَّلٌ

وَقَلبي جَميعاً عِندَ مُقتَسِمِ القَلبِ

To God I complain that my love is forfeited

And my heart completely belongs to the divider of hearts