أنا في الحُبِّ مُغرَمٌ مُستَنيلُ

كُلَّ نَيلٍ أَنالُهُ لي قَليلُ

I am deeply in love, ever yearning,

Yet every love I attain is so fleeting.

لي جُثمانُ مَن يَظُنُّ صَحيحاً

وَفُؤادي مِنَ الغَرامِ عَليلُ

My body seems to others quite healthy,

But my heart is made frail by its beating.

ليَ ذِهنٌ مِثلَ الحُسامِ صَقيلُ

هُوَ مِن كَثرَةِ التَجَنّي فَليلُ

My mind was once sharp as a honed sword,

Now dulled by the wounds from its meeting.