أَغيبُ فَأَنسى كُلَّ شَيءٍ سِوى الهَوى

وَإِن فَجَعَتني بِالحَبيبِ النَوائِبُ

I disappear and forget everything but passion

And if misfortunes afflict me for the sake of the beloved

وَلا زادَ يَومُ البَينِ إِلّا صَبابَةً

فَلا الشَوقُ مَنسِيٌّ وَلا الدَمعُ ناضِبُ

And the day of separation only increases ardency

So neither yearning is forgotten nor are tears exhausted

أَحِنُّ إِذا حَنَّت رِكابي وَفي الحَشا

بَلابِلُ لا تَعيا بِهِنَّ النَجائِبُ

I yearn when my riding camel yearns and in the desert

Nightingales that riders do not heed with their cries

فَعِندي اِشتِياقٌ ما يَحِنُّ أَخو الهَوى

وَعِندي لُغوبٌ ما تَحِنُّ الرَكائِبُ

For I have a longing that makes the passionate kindred yearn

And I have an affection that makes the riding camels yearn

وَإِنّي لَأَرعى مِن وَدادِ أَحِبَّتي

عَلى بُعُدٍ ما لا تُراعي الأَقارِبُ

And I care more passionately for my loved ones

From a distance that does not consider relatives