ما شَبَحٌ يُعجِبُ مِن رَآهُ

صُفرَتُهُ تُخبِرُ عَن ضَناه

A specter who astonishes those who see him,

His paleness tells of his torment.

يَبكي بِجَفنٍ غائِبٍ كَراه

أَدمُعُه تَزيدُ في قُواه

He weeps with absent eyelids of dislike,

His tears only increase his strength.

مُعذّبُ اللَيلِ إِلى ضُحاهُ

تَلهبُ نارُ الشَوقِ في حَشاه

Tortured by night until morning,

The fire of longing blazes within him.