لا تَثأَري مِن فُؤادي

كَفى بِدَمعي ثارا

Do not seek vengeance from my heart

For my tears are vengeance enough

حَسبي اِفتِئاتاً تَجنيـ

ـك نَفرة وَاِزورارا

Suffice it the slights that reap

Your disdain and boasting

آمَنت بِالحُسن بَرداً

وِبِالصَبابة نارا

I believed in beauty coldly

And in youth a flaming fire

وَبِالكَنيسة وَمَن طافَ

حَولَهُ وَاِستَجارا

And in the church and those who went around it

Seeking refuge and help

إِيمان مِن يَعبَد الحُسـ

ـن في عُيون النَصارى

A faith for those who worship beauty

In the eyes of Christians

لَقَد بَلَوتَك يا حسـ

ـن كبرة أَو نفارا

You have been tested, oh beauty

In pride or aloofness

وَقَد خَبَرتك يا ثَغـ

ـر بِسمة وَاِفتِرارا

And I have known you, oh decoy

With a mocking smile

وَقَد عَهدتك يا جفـ

ـن منصلاً جَباراً

And I have witnessed you, oh harsh one

A tyrannical sword

نَشَدتك الحُب وَاللَه

و وَالدُموع الحَرارا

I have yearned for you, love and God

And for hot tears

أَلا أَطَرَحت زَهى الحـ

ـن وَأَدكرت الجِوارا

Why did you not cast away the splendor of beauty

And remember the neighborhood