لولاَ زَمان سَلَفا
لَم يَشكُ قَلبي الأَسفا
Had it not been for times gone by
My heart would not have felt sorrow
وإنَّما هَيَّجني
رَبعٌ على الجزعِ عَفا
And yet I was stirred
By a quarter that forgave my anguish
وذكرُ من دمعي بهم
على خُدودي قد نَفَى
And the memory of those whose tears
Once flowed down my cheeks
حسبي غراماً بهمُ
حسبي غرامي وكفَى
It is enough that I loved them
My love for them is enough
قالوا عَشقت أَهيفاً
نَعم عشقتُ أَهيفا
They said you loved one graceful
Yes, I loved one most graceful
مُمنطقَا مُقرَّطاً
مُطوَّقاً مُشنَّفا
Adorned and well-attired
Collared and finely dressed
لهُ سهامُ أعيُنِ
غادرنَ قلبي هَدفا
With the arrows of his eyes
That pierced my heart with purpose
وليس قصدي ابداً
في الحُبِّ إلا يُوسُفا
And I never intended
Except for Joseph my love
أمرضني فليسَ إلاَّ
شفتاهُ لي شِفا
He made me lovesick so none but
His lips could heal me
كالبدرِ وجهاً مُشرقاً
والغُصنِ خصراً مُخطفا
His face shone like the moon
His waist swayed like a tender branch
ما ضَرَّني أنِّي بهِ
أَصبحتُ صباً مُدنفَا
It mattered not to me that for him
I woke each dawn lovelorn