أَنا إِن بَذَلتُ الروحَ كَيفَ أُلامُ

لَمّا رَمَت فَأَصابَتِ الآرامُ

If I give my soul, how can I blame

When it aimed and hit the target

عَمَدَت إِلى قَلبي بِسَهمٍ نافِذٍ

فيهِ لِمَحتومِ القَضاءِ سِهامُ

It went straight to my heart with a piercing arrow

In it the arrows of predetermined fate

يا قَلبُ لا تَجزَع لِحادِثَةِ الهَوى

وَاِصبِر فَما لِلحادِثاتِ دَوامُ

O heart, do not grieve for the occurrence of passion

And be patient, for events do not last

عَرَفَت قُلوبُ الناسِ قَبلَكَ ما الجَوى

وَأَذاقَها قَدَرٌ لَهُ أَحكامُ

Hearts of people before you knew what passion is

And fate made them taste what it dictates

تَجري العُقولُ بِأَهلِها فَإِذا جَرى

كَبَتِ العُقولُ وَزَلَّتِ الأَحلامُ

Reasons flow with their people, so when they flow

Reasons are suppressed and dreams stagger

أَكُنتُ أَعلَمُ وَالحَوادِثُ جَمَّةٌ

أَنَّ الحَوادِثَ مُقلَةٌ وَقَوامُ

Did I know, while events are numerous

That events are fading and will cease

جَنَيا عَلى كَبِدي وَما عَرَّضتُها

كَبِدي عَلَيكِ مِنَ البَريءِ سَلامُ

It harmed my liver, and I did not expose it

My liver's innocent greeting unto you

وَلَقَد أَقولُ لِمَن يَحُثُّ كُؤوسَها

قَعَدَت كُؤوسُكِ وَالهُمومُ قِيامُ

And I say to whoever stirs its cups

Your cups are empty and worries upright

لَم تَجرِ بَينَ جَوانِحي إِلّا كَما

جَرَتِ الدِنانَ بِها وَسالَ الجامُ

It did not flow between my ribs except as

The jars flowed with it and the cup poured