حامِلُ الهَوى تَعِبُ

يَستَخِفُّهُ الطَرَبُ

The carrier of passion grows weary,

The bearer of passion is weary,

Worn down by distress,

Made unsteady by the rapture of love.

إِن بَكى يُحَقُّ لَهُ

لَيسَ ما بِهِ لَعِبُ

If he weeps he is right to do so,

If he weeps, he is justified,

What ails him is no jest,

For his plight is no mere game.

تَضحَكينَ لاهِيَةً

وَالمُحِبُّ يَنتَحِبُ

You laugh heedlessly,

You laugh, distracted and amused,

While the lover laments grievously,

While the lover weeps in despair.

تَعجَبينَ مِن سَقَمي

صِحَّتي هِيَ العَجَبُ

You marvel at my sickness,

You are amazed by my sickness,

Yet it is your health that amazes me,

But my health is the real wonder.

كُلَّما اِنقَضى سَبَبٌ

مِنكِ عادَ لي سَبَبُ

Whenever one reason from you expires,

Whenever one cause comes to an end,

Another reason from you transpires,

A new cause from you returns to me.