لَكَ لا لِغَيرَك أَشتَكي

جَور الصُدود المُهلك

To you alone, not another, I complain,

Of the cruelty of the aloof ones who destroy me.

فَاِرحَم أَسيرَك إِنَّني

أَلقى السِلاح أَو أَفتُك

So have mercy on your captive, for I

Will either cast down my weapons or break free.

أَشكو إِلى مَن لا يُجي

ب وَلا يَرق لِمُشتَكي

I complain to one who does not answer

And feels no pity for the complainant.

وَأَقول يا عَين اِسفِحي

فَيَقول يا عَين أسفِكي

And I say, "O eye, shed tears!"

And it says, "O eye, spill tears!"

يا مَعرَضاً فَضح اِستِتا

ري وَاِستَباحَ تَهَتُكي

O one who turns away, my misfortune exposed

And made permissible your mockery of me,

إِني فَنيت وَإِنَّما

أَمل التَلاقي مَمسَكي

I am finished, yet my only

Hope is to meet with you again.