أَمِنَ الحَوادِثِ وَالهَوى المُعتادِ

رَقَدَ الخَلِيُّ وَما أُحِسُّ رُقادي

Safe from mishaps and accustomed passion,

Al-Khali slumbers, and I feel no slumber.

وَأُجيبُ قائِلَ كَيفَ أَنتَ بِصالِحٍ

حَتّى مَلِلتُ وَمَلَّني عُوّادي

I answer one who asks how I fare,

Till I am sick of those who visit me.

وَمَقالَ عاذِلَتي وَقَد عايَنتُها

إِنَّ المُرَعَّثَ رائِحٌ أَو غادي

My censurer has reproached me, though she has seen

That the dishevelled is a wanderer or gone.

مِن حُبِّ غانِيَةٍ أَصابَ دَلالُها

قَلبي فَعاوَدَني كَذي الأَعوادِ

For love of a singing girl who has enthralled my heart,

It has returned to its former ways.

إِنّي لَأَرهَبُ أَن تَكونَ مَنِيَّتي

وَالحُبُّ داعِيَةُ الفَتى لِفَسادِ

Verily I fear my death will be because of love,

For it calls the young man to corruption.

حَتّى تَراني ما أُكاتِمُ حاجَةً

وَنَسيتُ مِن حُبّي عُبَيدَ مَعادي

You will see me concealing nothing of my desire,

And I forget, for my love, my religion and my kin.

سَلَبَت فُؤادَكَ يَومَ رُحتُ وَغادَرَت

جَسَداً أُجاوِرُهُ بِغَيرِ فُؤادِ

The day you went and left, you stole my heart,

Leaving with me a body without a heart.

مالَت بِهِ كَبِدٌ إِلَيكِ رَقيقَةٌ

وَصَبابَةٌ تَسري لَهُ بِسُهادِ

A tender liver is inclined toward you,

And a youthful spirit flows calmly to him.

لا تَصرِميهِ يا عُبَيدَةُ وَاِقصِدي

نَفسي فِداكِ وَطارِفي وَتِلادي

Do not spurn him, O Ubayda, but go straight

To my soul which is yours, my places and my people.