يا شادِناً غابَ نَجمُ الحُسْنِ لَولاهُ

ما كانَ يوسفُ لّما ماتَ وَلاّهُ

O you whose beauty's star has set, alas!

Without its light, fair Joseph ne'er had been,

وَلاّهُ رِقِّي ظَرْفٌ في شَمائِلهِ

فاشتَطَّ في الحُكمِ لّما أنْ تَوَلاّهُ

He was so delicate, so finely bred,

That, when authority was his, he did but ill.

اِرحَمْ فتىً مُدْنَفاً ما إنْ يُخَلِّصُهُ

مِن غَمْرَةِ العِشقِ إلاّ أنْتَ وَاللهُ

Pity a hapless lover, whom nor thee

Nor Allah save can from his doom of love.