وَلَقَد أَقولُ وَشَفَّ قَلبي هَجرُهُ

يا قَلبِ صَبراً لِلمَليكِ القادِرِ

I say my heart is wounded from being apart

O heart, have patience for the Able King

وَدَعِ التَطَيُّرِ كَم وَكَم مُتَطِيِّرٍ

يَجري تَطَيُّرُهُ بِأَيمَنِ طائِرِ

Leave superstitions, how many are superstitious

Whose superstition flows with good omens

وَلَكَم نَرى قَلبَينِ مُختلِفَين مِن

نَفسَينِ قَد نَعِما بِعَيشٍ ناضِرِ

How many hearts we see of two different people

Who live a blossoming life yet are so different

إِنّي بِخُبرٍ قُلتُ ذاكَ وَلَن تَرى

أَدرى بِما قَد قالَهُ مِن خابِرِ

I've said this out of experience, you'll never find

One who knows better what the news-bearer has said