لا تَظُنَّنَّ بي سُلُوًّا وإن كن
تُ عزيزَ الدموع بين الجفونِ
Do not ever think me free of longing, even if I
Do not think me easy to shed a tear though you are
am sparing of tears between my eyelids.
Dear tears between my eyelids ever near
إنما يصعبُ الدفينُ من الدا
ءِ وسهل ما كان غير دفين
Only the hidden ailment is hard to bear;
The hidden grief is hardest to bury inside
and whatever is not hidden is easy.
What's plain is always easiest to confide
وبكاء القلوب أسرف في حك
م المحبّينَ من بكاءِ العيون
And the weeping of hearts is more profuse, in the judgment
A heart's laments surpass for lovers true
of lovers, than the weeping of eyes.
The streaming tears a weeping eye may do
Sol 6.1