لَو كانَ قَلبي مَعي ما اِختَرتُ غَيرُكُمُ

وَلا رَضيتُ سِواكُم في الهَوى بَدَلا

If my heart were with me, I would choose none but you,

Nor would I accept any but you as the one I love;

لَكِنَّهُ راغِبٌ في مَن يُعَذِّبُهُ

فَلَيسَ يَقبَلُ لا لَوماً وَلا عَذَلا

But it takes pleasure in one who torments it,

So it will not accept blame or reproach.