إِذا ما جُدَّ كَلبٌ وَهُوَ أَعمى

تَصَيَّدَ رَبَّةَ الطَرفِ الكَحيلِ

If a blind dog wrestles

The doe-eyed gazelle

مَتى تَقِفِ الرِكابَ عَلَيَّ جَهلاً

فَأَنتَ كَواقِفِ الرَبعِ المُحيلِ

When will you cease your ignorant pursuit of me?

You are like the misleading mirage of the desert.

تَعودُ عَلَيَّ كَرّاتُ اللَيالي

وَما أَبرَمتُهُ مِثلَ السَحيلِ

The nights keep returning to me

And I have not tied knots like the wadi creek.

تَحَفّوا بِالكَلامِ وَأَكرِموني

عَلى ماكانَ من جَسَدٍ نَحيلِ

They adorned themselves with words and honored me

For what was once a frail body.

دَعوا هَذا المَقالَ وَجَهِّزوني

فَإِنّي قَد عَزَمتُ عَلى الرَحيلِ

Leave this talk and prepare me

For I am determined to depart.