لَقَد عَزَّ العَزاءُ عَلَيَّ لَمّا

تَصَدّى لي لِتَقتلني الصُدودُ

Comfort was made difficult for me when

The beloved turned against me, seeking to slay me.

إِذا بَعُدَ الحَبيبُ فَكُلُّ شَىءٍ

مِنَ الدُنيا وَلَذّتُها بَعيدُ

When the beloved is distant, everything

In this world and its pleasures feels remote.