ما مِنكَ لي خَلَفٌ وَلا عِوَضٌ

إِنّي لِجَوهَرِ ذاتِكَ العَرَضُ

You have no substitute nor compensation for me

For I am but an attribute of your essence

أَفديكَ بِالقَلبِ العَليلِ وَبِال

طرفِ الَّذي بِكَ لَيسَ يَغتَمِضُ

I ransom you with my ailing heart and with

My eyes that cannot rest without you

وَأَقولُ إِذ عادوكَ مِن مَرَضٍ

بِالعائِدينَ وَلا بِكَ المَرَضُ

And I say when illness has afflicted you

It is with those who recover, not with you, the ailment

أَقسَمتُ ما عَرَضَ النَعيمُ لَنا

إِلّا وَهَمُّكَ فيهِ مُعتَرِضُ

I swear, whenever bliss presents itself to us

Your thoughts in it are an obstacle

لا كانَ عَهدُ البُرءِ فيكَ كَما

عَهدي بِعَهدِكَ فَهوَ مُنتَقَضُ

If the days of wellness in you were as

My pact with your pact, it would be annulled

يا جَوهَرَ الحُسنِ الثَمينِ وَما

في الناسِ مِنهُ لا وَلا العَرَضُ

O essence of precious beauty, none among

Mankind has it, neither intrinsically nor accidentally