جَدَّ الضَنا وَيَد الأَشواق تَلعَب بي

وَذبت مِن شدة الأَحزان وَالكَرب

The affliction has become severe and the hands of longing play with me

I am wasted from intense sorrows and distress

وَغبت عَني مِن الأَوصاب وَالأَلَم

وَعَن تَذكر مِن أَهواهُ لَم أَغب

And I became absent from companions and pain

Yet I did not become absent from remembering my beloved

تَفديك نَفسي وَقلَّ ذاكا

يا مَن تَحرّى لي الهَلاكا

May my soul ransom you, yet that is little

O you who plotted my demise

يا مَن جَفاني بِلا ذَنب وَلا سَبب

إِلّا لَما نَقل الواشي مِن الكذب

O you who abandoned me without sin or cause

Except for what the slanderer conveyed of lies

بَلغت منيَ بِالأَعراض يا سَكَني

ما لَو جَناهُ عَدوّي كانَ يَرحَمُني

You have scorned me, O my bliss

In ways that even if my enemy had done them, he would have pitied me

إِن كانَ يُرضيك يا مَولايَ سَفك دَمي

فَاِفعَل فَغَير الَّذي تَهواهُ يُؤلِمُني

If shedding my blood pleases you my master

Then do it, for anything else you desire pains me

أَحرَقَني الوَجد وَالغَليل

أَغرَقَني المَدمَع الهَمول

Passion and anguish have incinerated me

Copious tears have drowned me

فَإِنظُر إِلى قَلب صب صيغَ مِن لَهَب

يَضمُهُ جَسَد قَد صيغَ مِن وَصَب

So look upon a heart forged from flames

Held in a body forged from embers

أَرفق بِقَلبي قَليلاً تُعذبهُ

وَكَم عَلى الجَمر يا سؤلي تَقلبهُ

Have a little mercy on my heart that you torture

And how much upon embers, O my torment, you toss it

أَمَرت بِالسُهد أَجفاني فَلم أَنَم

وَملَني النجم مِما بِتُ أَرقبهُ

You commanded my eyelids to sleep but I did not sleep

The stars tired me with how I watched them

أَسهر لَيلي في حُب راقد

حَتّى كَأَني للنجم راصد

I stay up all night in the love of one sleeping

As if I were an observer of the stars

تَرتاح مِن سَهَري ظُلماً وَمِن تَعَبي

فَصارَ عِندي الكَرى ضَرباً مِن الريب

You rest from my sleeplessness and my toil

So suspicion has become a kind of doubt to me

يا بَد تَمٍّ جَلا لي ظُلمة السدف

يا مَن تَنَزَه عَن نَقص وَعَن كَلَف

O perfect excellence that the darkness of the tent has revealed to me

O you who are above any deficiency or burden

أَفي قَضاياك يا خَصمي وَيا حُكمي

بِإِن حُبك يَفضي بي إِلى التَلَف

In your judgments, O my adversary and my judge

Is it that your love leads me to ruin?

بِما بِعَطفيكَ مِن دَلال

وَما بحديكَ مِن صِقال

With your charm

And your beauty's polish

رُحماكَ قَد أَشرَفَت نَفسي عَلى العَطب

أَلَيسَ إِحيائُها مِن أَقرَب القُرب

May your mercy lift up my soul from malady

Is not reviving it one of the greatest acts of kindness?

كانَّ قَلبيَ لَم يَخلق وَلَم يَكُن

إِلّا لِوَقع سِهام الأَعيُن الوَسَن

My heart was not created nor did it exist

Except to be struck by arrows from beautiful eyes

فَخَلِّ يا عاذِلي نَصحي وَلا تَلُم

فَلَيسَ يَسلُك سَهم اللَوم في أَذني

So excuse my advice, O my reproacher, and do not blame

For the arrow of blame does not pass through my ear

وَجانب اللَوم وَالخِصاما

وَخَلِّ أَحشايَ وَالسِهاما

And avoid blame and contention

And leave my insides and the arrows

وَأَنتَ يا قاتِلي بِالصَد وَالغَضَب

عِش سالِماً مِن رَسيس الحُب يا بأَبي

While you, my slayer with coldness and anger

Live in peace from the head of love, O my father