أصخْ لِشكيّتي وارفقْ

بجسْمٍ فيكَ قَد نحلا

Listen to my complaint, and be gentle

With a body that, for your sake, has grown gaunt.

وقلْ لي من أحلَّ دَمي

ومن ذا حرّمَ القُبَلاَ

And tell me: who declared my blood lawful?

And who is it that forbade kisses?

وإنْ تنكرْ ضني جسَدي

ولم تعطِفْ عليّ ولا

And if you deny my body’s wasting

And do not soften toward me, nor—

فكفّ النّبل مِنْ عينيكَ

يكفي بعضُ ما فَعَلاَ

Then hold back the arrows from your eyes;

Some of what those two have done is enough.

ولا تُطلِعْ لَنَا خَدَّاك

وردَ رِياضِها الخَضِلاَ

And do not show us your cheeks—

The roses of their dew-drenched gardens.