غزال ذاك الحمى صبري قضى فيه

هيهات يخلص قلبي من أياديه

That fevered gazelle exhausted my patience

Alas, my heart can't be freed from its grip

بالله يا سائق الأظعان في التيه

حيِّ الملاعب من سلع وواديهِ

Please, O guide through the wilderness and valleys

Revive the playgrounds with their goods and streams

وحيِّ سكانه وانزل بناديهِ

سمعي الذي صار يوم البين سمعَهمو

And revive its inhabitants, stop by its settlements

My hearing that on the day we parted became their hearing

وقد وجدت بعين الضر نفعَهمو

قف بالأجارع أصلي صار فرعَهمو

And I found solace for the eye of sadness in their solace

Stop at the sand dunes, I'll pray - it became their origin

وانشد فؤادي إذا عاينت ربعَهمو

بين الخيام فقد خلفته فيه

And my heart will chant when it sees their quarters

Between the tents, for I left it behind among them

أواه لم تبق لي روحي ولا بدني

يا سائق الظعن بل كلي عليه فني

Oh dear, neither my soul nor body remain

O guide through anguish, rather all of me is wasted on it

هي المنازل كن فيها ولا تَكُنِ

واذكر هنالك أشواقي وصف شجني

Those are the dwellings, so dwell in them and do not dwell

And remember my passions and describe my agony there

وقل عليل هواكم من يداويه

أنا المسمى على وهمٍ بعبدِكمو

And say: your love's patient is the one who cures him

I am called yours based on a delusion

والوجد مني إليكم عين وجدِكمو

وحقكم لي لقاكم محض فقدِكمو

And burning with longing for you is your burning

By your right over me, to meet you is purely missing you

يا جيرة الحي قد جرتم ببعدِكمو

على فتى قربكم أقصى أمانيه

O neighbor of the neighborhood, you've gone far

To a lad whom your nearness is the height of his wishes

كم في هواكم أبان الشوق نيَّتَهُ

للغير حتى طوى كل طويَّتَهُ

How in loving you the passion of his intention appeared

To others until he folded up all his intentions

كل الهويات قد صارت هويَّتَهُ

يكاد من بعدكم يقضي منيَّتَهُ

All passions became his passion

Were it not for the apparition of dreams coming to him

لولا تدارك طيف الحلم يأتيه

لم ألق في الكون شيئاً قط يعجبني

After you left he would almost breathe his last

I've never found anything in the world pleasing me

ما لم أراه بكم منكم لدي بني

وسر طلعتكم يا ساكني بدني

Unless related to you, from you, O architect of my being

The secret of your features, O dweller in my body

أحنُّ شوقاً إلى الوادي فيطربني

نوح الحمام سحيراً في نواحيه

Is that the cooing dove's song in the valleys excites me

How many meadows of intimacy through you its poles were erected

كم روض أنسٍ بكم شُقَّت كمائمُهُ

فهيجت بشذا الذكرى نسائمُهُ

Then the zephyrs of memories stirred its breezes

And the branch of my existence - how much I frequented it

وغصن نشأة كوني كم أداومُهُ

ويعتريني إذا ناحت حمائمُهُ

And longing grips me when its doves moan

A passion melting my inner being from remembering its people

وجدٌ يذوب الحشى من ذكر أهليه

لمتقي هذه الدينا وفاجرها

I've never met the like of this religion and its sinners

States of devotion for its dissenters and expatriates

حالات صدق لباغيها وهاجرها

يا سعد خذ حالتي من بذل حاجرها

Oh Saad, take my state from one who offers his cheek

If the water of my tears overflows from my lids

إن فاض ماء دموعي من محاجرها

لا تشرب الماء إلا من مجاريه

Don't drink the water except from its channels