عَلى إِثرِ ما حَلَّ الدَخولَ وَحَومَلا

تَسَلّى بِدارٍ بَعدَ دارٍ فَما سَلا

After what befell of tribulations and burdens

He consoled himself with a house after a house but found no peace

نَعَم إِنَّ داراً فَوقَ دارٍ فَهَذه

لَها الحُبُّ وَالأُخرى يَحِقُّ لَها العُلا

Indeed, a house is above a house thus this one

Deserves love while the other deserves highness

فَأَحلاهُما ما كانَ لِلعَيشِ في الصِبا

مَعَ الوَصلِ في جاهِ الشَبيبَةِ مَنزِلا

So both houses suited what was for living in youth

With connection in the prime of youth a dwelling

بِعَينِكَ لا تَغضُض عَنِ القَلبِ سَهمَها

فَقَد جِئتُ أُهديهِ إِلى السَهمِ مَقتَلا

With your eye do not avert from the heart its arrow

For I have come to guide it to the arrow a killing

أَيُنكَرُ أَن تَجري دِماءُ جَريحِهِ

فَكَم سَلَّ جَفناً لا فَكَم سَلَّ مُنصُلا

Is it denied that the blood of its wounded should flow?

So how much did the eyelids flow not how much the separator flowed

وَوابِلِ دَمعٍ جَفَّ خَفَّفَ ثِقلَهُ

أَتَمقُتُ في أَن خَفَّفَ الثِقلَ مُثقَلا

And downpour of tears that dried, lightened its heaviness

Do I hope that lightening the heaviness eased the heavily laden?

هُوَ الشَمسُ وَجهاً قَد بَلَغتُ هَجيرَها

مِراراً وَوَجهُ الرَأيِ أَن أَتَحَوَّلا

It is the sun in face that I have attained its fervor

Repeatedly and the view’s face is that I should change

هُوَ الدَمعُ إِلّا أَنَّهُ اِبنُ جَلا الَّذي

يُجَمجِمُ عَنهُ مَن بِسِرِّكَ ما جَلا

It is the tear except that it is the son of agony which

Is mum from it he who of your secret did not agonize

كِتابٌ إِلَيهِ مِن فؤادٍ مَعَنوَنٌ

وَما كانَ في العُنوانِ لا عَن وَلا إِلى

A letter to him from a passionate heart inscribed

And there was in the title neither from nor to

وَيُكذِبُ ما يَحكي عَنِ القَلبِ دَمعُهُ

وَلَولا الهَوى لَم يَحكِ دَمعٌ فَأَبطَلا

And it belies what the tear narrates about the heart

And had it not been for passion the tear would not have narrated so it invalidated

نَعَم هُوَ مَعصومٌ وَيَنطِقُ عَن هَوىً

وَلَيسَ نَبِيّاً قامَ بَل جاءَ مُرسَلا

Yes he is infallible and speaks of passion

And he is not a prophet who stood but rather he came a messenger

وَمِن رَأيِ قَلبي أَن يُقَبِّلَ تُرْبَهُ

فَيُرسِلَ ثَغرَ الدَمعِ عَنهُ مُقَبِّلا

And from the view of my heart that it kisses its soil

So the mouth of the tear flows from it a kisser

تَحِيَّتُهُ إِن لَم تُرَدَّ بِمِثلِها

فَإِحدى تَحايا الأُنسِ أَن يَتَهَلَّلا

Its greeting if not reciprocated with its like

Then one of the greetings of company is to shine