قفوا بالحزنِ من حُزوى

ففيهِ طابَتِ الشَّكوى

Stop at Al-Hazn, where complaining is sweet,

And wind through the meadows, gently bent.

وعُوجوا اللِّوى وهناً

وحيُّوا منزلاً أقوىَ

Revive an abode, make it strong.

And if you come to Najd's fever,

وإن جئتُم حمى نَجدٍ

فَخُصُّوا البانَةَ القُصَوى

Ask especially about Al-Banah.

Lend me a tear for her,

أعيروني لها دمعاً

وجودُوها عسَى تُروَى

That she may be watered - perhaps revived.

For how much time beneath her shade

فكم في ظلَّها وقتاً

قطَعناهُ كما نَهوَى

We whiled away, as we wished!

And how many nights with her

وكم لي عندها ليلاً

جهرنا فيهِ بالنَّجوى

We talked openly, whispering.

And on the side of the sands I have

ولي في جانبِ الرَّملِ

غَزالٌ أَغيدٌ أحوَى

A gazelle, lonely, yearning,

Winding through the days of my pact,

لوَى بالُمنحنى عَهدي

وما عَن وما أَلوَى

Not turning this way or that.

Ask the eyelids of her eyes

سلوا أَجفانَ عَينيهِ

لماذا رُحنَ لي بَلوى

Why they have saddled me with affliction.

And if I live, though love itself

فإِن عشتُ وَقَد صَدَّ

فحُبيِّ كُلُّهُ دَعوَى

Has barred the way, all is pretense.