أيُّ بدع لو ساعدتني سعادٌ

شاب فودي وضاع مني الفؤادُ

What strange affliction, if only happiness aided me,

A youth whose heart was lost from me.

عيرتني لمياءُ شيبي ولا عا

رَ وجانيهِ هجرها والبعاد

The white hair reproached me, but not the shame,

And it distanced me, its separation and remoteness.

شابت الحبَّ بالملامة وال

عتب فحقٌّ لو شابت الأكباد

Love grew white with blame and reproach, it is right if livers grew white,

For us there is a passion and love,

فلنا بالهوى حمامٌ وحيٌّ

ولنا من ندى يديك معاد

And for us from the dew of your hand an appointment,

Where you end for us our enemy time,

حيث تقضي لنا على خصمنا

الدهر وتقضي بغيظها الحسَّاد

And end with its rage the envious.