يا ليتَ شِعري ماذا عَدا وبَدا

فصارَ إفرِندُ ودِّكُم رَبَدا

Oh, if only I knew what changed and passed away,

That your affection turned to anger and went astray.

أُنزِلْتُ في ساحَةِ الجَفاءِ وما

ساخَتْ سِماتي بجَفوةٍ أبَدا

I was left in the courtyard of estrangement though

My traits never hardened with callousness, not a day.

يا عَبا ما الّذي دُهيِتُ بهِ

صِرتُ جُفاءً ولم أَكُن زَبَدا

Oh blame, whatever it was I was accused of wrong,

I became cold yet was never excessive or headstrong.