شَكوْتُ إلى الحَبيبةِ ما أُلاقي

لِسُوءِ الحَظّ مِنْ أَلمِ البُعادِ

I complained to my beloved about the pain I suffer

From bad luck due to our separation

فَقالتْ إنّ حَظّكَ مِثْلُ عَيْني

فَقُلْتُ نَعَمْ وَلكنْ في السَّوادِ

She said, “Your luck is like my eyes!”

I said, “Yes, but in darkness!”