لَو كُنتَ عِندي أَمسِ وَهوَ مُعانِقي

وَمَدامِعي تَجري عَلى خَدَّيهِ

If you were with me yesterday, embracing me,

As my tears streamed down my cheeks,

وَقَدِ اِرتَوَت مِن عَبرَتي وَجناتُهُ

وَتَنَزَّهَت شَفَتايَ في شَفَتَيهِ

And your cheeks were drenched with my weeping,

And my lips mingled with your lips,

لَرَأَيتَ بَكّاءً يَهونُ عَلى الهَوى

وَتَهونُ تَخلِيَةُ الدُموعِ عَلَيهِ

You would have seen a weeping that makes longing seem easy,

And shedding tears on him seem simple,

وَرَأَيتَ أَحسَنَ مِن بُكائي قَولَهُ

هَذا الفَتى مُتَعَنِّتٌ عَينَيهِ

And you would have heard, more beautiful than my weeping, his saying:

"This lad is stubborn in his eyes."