مَن كانَ لَم يَرَ فِعلَ الحُبِّ في بَدَني

فَليَأتِني يَرَ مِن آثارِهِ عَجَبا

Who has not seen love's work within my flesh

Let him come see its wondrous traces plain

كَيفَ اِحتِيالي لِإِنسانٍ بُليتُ بِهِ

يَجني الذُنوبَ فَإِن عاتَبتُهُ غَضِبا

How can I scheme against a man for whom

I've been afflicted, though he reaps all blame?

يَهوى خِلافي فَلَو أَنّي أُكَلِفُهُ

عَلى الظَمّا مِنهُ شُربَ الماءِ ما شَرِبا

He desires my contrary, so if I tasked him

To drink poison, he would not abstain

أَبكي ظَلومَ وَأَبكي ما فُجِعتُ بِهِ

مِنها وَأَبكي عَلى قَلبي الَّذي ذَهَبا

I weep for one who's wronged me, and I weep

For what has caused me grief, and for my heart gone astray