لَما رَأَيتك في الغَرام غَدرتَ بي
وَرغبتَ في الغرّ البَليد المبتلي
When I saw you in love, you betrayed me
And lusted after the dull, afflicted fool
وَغضبت بَعد رضاك عَني مُدة
وَنسيت تَربيتي وَحسن تَأمّلي
You became angry after being pleased with me for a while
And forgot my upbringing and my graceful contemplation
وَلزمتُ باب الصَبر حَولاً كامِلاً
قَضيته في لَوعة وَتعلل
So I resorted to the door of patience for a full year
Which I spent in agony and excuses
وَرَجَوتُ أَن يصفى وِدادُك بَعده
وَتَموت حسادي عَليك وَعذَّلي
And I hoped that your affection would become pure after that
And that those envious of me over you would die
قاطَعتَني بُغضاً بِلا ذَنب بَدا
مني وَلم تَرجع لِحُبي الأَوّل
You cut me off with undeserved hatred
That did not originate from me, and did not return to my first love
وَلأثقل الثقلين ملتَ وَبعتَني
بَيع العَبيد وَما رحمت تذللي
And you sold me for the heaviest of prices
The sale of slaves, and did not pity my humiliation
وَحلفتَ أَنك لا تَخون فَلَم تَفي
إِلا لمجرمك السَفيه الأَسفَل
And you swore you would not betray, but did not fulfil
Except for your ignorant, vile criminal
وَلَديك أَوراقي بعثت فمُزِّقَت
مِن بَعد ما تليت عَليك بمحفل
And I had papers with you that were torn up
After I recited them to you in a gathering
وَقَسوت قسوة معتد متكبر
وَإِلى الجُنون نَسبتَ عَقلاً قَد بلي
And you were cruelly arrogant like an aggressor
And attributed madness to a mind that had matured
وَسفهت في جَمع علي مِن الوَرى
وَغلقت باب الصلح خَوف الأَرذل
And in front of people you made me out to be foolish
And closed the door to reconciliation, fearing the most vile
وَالنَفس قَد ذلت إِليك فَهنتها
مِن بَعد عزتها وَطيب المنهل
And my soul had been humbled to you, so you weakened it
After its dignity and pure springs
مَع ما علمت بِأَنني لَيث الوَغى
وَشهامَتي فَوقَ السماك الأَعزَلِ
Despite knowing I am a lion in battle
And my bravery above the unarmed rabble
لَكنني في الحُب أَجبن عاشق
أَصماه سَهم مِن حَبيب مقبل
But in love I am like a lover made deaf
By an arrow from a welcoming beloved
ناديت وا أَسفاه ضاعَت خدمَتي
وَسَلوت بَعدَ شَراب كأس الحَنظلِ
I called out in sorrow - my service was wasted
And I asked for more after drinking a cup of bitter aloe
فَلَكَ الثَنا وَالشُكرُ إِذ خَلَّصتني
يا رَب مِن هَذا القَضاء المنزل
So to you be praise and thanks, for you freed me
O Lord, from this destined judgment
فَلَقَد لَقيت عَجائباً وَغَرائِباً
ما كانَ ظَني أَن أَراها في علي
For I have indeed seen wondrous and amazing things
That I never thought I would see in my life