دَعَتني بِذي الرِّمثِ الصَبابَةُ مَوهِناً

فَلَبَّيتُها وَالدَّمعُ يَستَنُّ وابِلُهْ

The dewy morn bid me be pliant when languid,

And I obeyed its call while tears began to pour.

وَلي صاحِبٌ مِن عَبدِ شَمسٍ أَبُثُّهُ

شُجوني حَليفُ المَجدِ حُلوٌ شَمائِلُهْ

I have a friend from Abd Shams to whom I bare

My sorrows; he is the comrade of glory bright.

فَلامَ عَلى حُبٍّ يَلُفُّ جَوانِحي

عَلى كَمَدٍ وَالشَّوقُ تَغلي مَراجِلُهْ

So peace to the love that folds my wings around,

And over passion's fire that seethes within my heart!

فَوَيلٌ عَلى صَبٍّ يُؤَرِّقُ طَرْفَهُ

سُهادٌ يُناغيهِ وَدَمعٌ يُغازِلُهْ

And woe to him whose eyelid is robbed of sleep

By love songs sung to him and tears that fondle him!

وَيُسلِمُهُ مَن كانَ يُصفي لَهُ الهَوى

مِنَ الحَيِّ حَتَّى أَنتَ يا سَعدُ عاذِلُهْ

And resignation to the one for whom love

From me, O Sa'd, and all the living, is most pure!