فراقُك أمضى من شَبَا الصارم العَضبِ

وبُعُدك أضْنى للفؤاد وللقلب

Your separation is more bitter than a severe, angry blade

And your distance brings more grief to my heart and soul

وما كنتُ لو لا وشكُ بينك عالماً

بأنّ النَّوى تُخْلِ الفؤادَ من اللبِّ

Had I not felt a premonition of parting between us

I would not have known that wishes hollow out the heart of desire

ولم تك نفسي في فراقك جَلْدةً

فتَقْسِمها بين التَّبعُّد والقرب

Nor was my soul patient in your absence

To split it between distance and nearness

لقد حُرَمْت عيني لبَينك نومَها

كما لم تَجُدْ إلاّ لك النّفس بالحبّ

Indeed my eyes were deprived of sleep because of your absence

Just as my soul found no consolation except in loving you