يا مَن يَجودُ بِمَوعِدٍ مِن حَظِّهِ

وَيَصُدُّ حينَ أَقولُ أَينَ المَوعِدُ

O you who makes promises of favors

Yet withdraws when I ask, where is the promise?

وَيَظَلُّ صَبّاغُ الحَياءِ بِخَدِّهِ

تَعِباً يُعَصفِرُ تارَةً وَيُوَرِّدُ

Modesty's dyer stays blushing in his cheek

Tired, at times turning yellow, at others turning red

ماذا يَضُرُّكَ لَو رَثيتَ لِعاشِقٍ

قَلَقٍ يَقومُ بِهِ هَواكَ وَيَقعُدُ

What harm would it do you to console a lover

Restless, roused and rested by his passion for you?

تَجِدُ العُيونُ رُقادَها وَرُقادَهُ

حَتّى الصَباحِ مَسَرَّةٌ لا توجَدُ

Eyes find their sleep and his sleep

Till dawn a pleasure not to be found

وَلَهُ إِذا ما قَصَّرَ اللَيلُ الكَرى

لَيلٌ طَويلُ العُمرِ aلَيسَ لَهُ يَدُ

And when the hated night grows short for him

He has a long-lived night that has no end