يا لائمي وشهابُ وجدي ثاقبٌ

كيفَ العزاء وطودُ صبري ساخا

O you who blame me, my passion's flame is piercing

How can I find solace when my patience lies in ruins

وقف السهادُ بمقلتي مُتوسِّماً

فرأى بها أثرَ الكرى فأناخا

The hunter halted by my eyes that were bloodshot

And saw in them traces of sorrow, so he lingered