عَلى ثِقَة بِاتلافي وَعلم

أحبك بِاختياري لا بِرَغمي

With trust in my integrity and knowledge

I love you by my choice, not by force

بِنَفسي مَن يُعذِبُها وَيَجني

بِغَير جِناية مني وَجُرم

Who tortures and reaps from my soul

Without crime from me or guilt

وَبي مَن زارَني مِن غَير وَعد

وَلَم يَك ذاكَ يَخطر لي بِوَهم

And who visited me without a promise

That was not even a figment of my imagination

رَثى مِن بَعد ما قَد كانَ يَجفو

لَما لاقَيت مِن كَمَدٍ وَغَم

He grieved after he had been aloof

When I met with sorrow and worry

فَزارَ الصَب يُقدمهُ بَشير

كَما طَلَعَ الهِلال عَقيب نجم

So the young man came to give good news

Like the crescent moon rising after a star

وَقَد لَبس السَواد وَجاءَ يَسعى

كَما شَقَ الحَنادس بَدر تَم

And he had worn black and came rushing

As the full moon split through the darkness

فَأَقسم صادِقاً بِمَن اِبتَلاني

وَمَن جَعَلَ الضَنا وَالسَقم قَسمي

So he swore sincerely by Him who tested me

And who made grief and illness my destiny

لَقَد مَزج الهَوى روحاً بِروح

وَما قرن اللُقا جِسماً بِجسم

Passion has mingled soul with soul

And meeting has not joined body with body

وَكَيفَ وَقَد أَذابَ الحُب جِسمي

وَقَد أَفنى السقام دَمي وَلَحمي

And how could it when passion has melted my body

And sickness has consumed my blood and flesh

فَلا شَيءٌ سِوى نَفسٍ خَفيٍ

وَدَمع كَإِنهِمال المُزن يَهمي

So there is nothing left but a gentle soul

And tears pouring like the rain of the grieved