شَهر الصِيام كَثير الخَير قَد رَحَلا

وَنجمه في سَما الأَعمال قَد أَفلا

The blessed month of fasting has departed

And its star in the sky of deeds has set

فَأظلمت مُذ مَضى عَنا مساجدُنا

وَكُلُّها مِن مَصابيح القِيام خَلا

So our mosques have been dark since it left

Empty of all the lamps of night prayer

يا نَفس هَل فيهِ قَد قدمت مِن عمل

يَكون فيهِ النجا وَالفوز إن قُبلا

O my soul, did you perform in it any deed

That may bring salvation and triumph if accepted

بَل قَد عكفت عَلى الأَوزار فيهِ فَلا

أَحجمت عَنها إِلى حين اِنقِضاهُ وَلا

Rather, you busied yourself with burdens during it

Neither avoiding them for a time nor completing them

لَكنهُ ما اِشتَكى لِلّه مِنكَ وَما

أَظنه بَلَّغَ الذَنبَ الَّذي حَصَلا

Yet it never complained of you to God, nor do I think

It conveyed the sin that transpired