أَقولُ لِلصّاحِبِ النائي أُعاتِبه

حِبّي أَتُبعِدُني وَالحُسنُ يَشمَلُكا

I say to my distant friend, reproaching him:

My love keeps me away, while beauty embraces you.

ما زِلت أعتَبُه حتّى بَدا خَجِلاً

وَقالَ لي لَيسَ لي عَينٌ تُقابلُكا

I continued reproaching him until he looked ashamed

And said to me: I have no eye that can meet yours.