قَدْ مَالَ سَمْعِي إِلى عُذَّالِهِ فِيكَا

يَكْفِيكَ تَلْوِيحُ هَذا القَوْلِ يَكْفِيكَا

My hearing has inclined towards those who blame you

This hint of speech should suffice you

كَمْ بِتَّ تَفْكُر بُغْضاً كَيْف تُسْخِطُني

وَبِتُّ أَفْكرُ حُبّاً كَيْفَ أُرْضِيكَا

How long have you thought with hatred? How can I appease you?

While I think with love, how can I please you?

يا نَاظِريَّ ارْقُدا لا لِلخيالِ وَيا

قَلْبي اسْترِحْ مِنْ هَوَى مَنْ كَادَ يُفْنِيكَا

O my eyes, sleep not in fantasy, and

O my heart, rest from the love of one who almost destroyed you

وَكَيْفَ أَرْضَي لِنَفْسي أَنْ أُسوِّدَ مَنْ

لَمْ يَرْضَ أَنّي لَهُ أَصْبَحْتُ مَمْلُوكَا

And how can I satisfy myself to blacken one

Who was not satisfied that I had become his slave?