وَذاتِ غَدائِرٍ لا عَيبَ فيها

سِوى أَن لَيسَ تَصلُحُ لِلعِناقِ

With languid eyes that held no blemish

She of the braided tresses, in whom no fault is found,

Save they were not made for caressing

Save that she is not suited for an embrace.

أَمَرتَ بِأَن تُشالَ فَفارَقَتنا

وَما أَلِمَت لِحادِثَةِ الفِراقِ

You ordered her taken away, and so she left us

You commanded she be raised, and so she parted from us,

Though she felt no pain in that parting

Feeling no anguish at the moment of separation.

إِذا هَجَرَت فَعَن غَيرِ اِختِيارٍ

وَإِن زارَت فَعَن غَيرِ اِشتِياقِ

If she is absent, it is not by her choice

If she abandons, it is through no choice of hers,

And if she visits, it is not out of longing

And if she visits, it is born of no desire.