سَل عن سُهادي وعن سُقمي وعن جَلَدِي

كُلَّ النُّجُومِ التَّي مَثنَى وَمُنفَرِدِ

Ask about my insomnia, my sickness, my endurance

Of all the single and binary stars

وَمَا أقَاسِي مِنَ الأشجَانِ وَالألَمِ

مِن خَفقِ قَلبِي فَهَا يَدِي على كبِدِي

And how much I suffer from melancholy and pain

As my heart flutters, here is my hand over my liver

تُصغِي أنِينِي وَشخصِي ليس تُبصِرُهُ

مِن فَرطِ سُقمِيَ لم يبقَ مَعِي جَسَدِي

Hear my moaning, and my person you cannot see

Due to my extreme illness, nothing of me remains

لِي جُذوَةٌ في حَشَاءِ الصَّدرِ ضارِمَةٌ

حَسبِي أذَاهَا لَقَد وَضَعتُهَا بِيَدِي

I have a blazing ember in the chest cavity

It's enough harm, I myself placed it there

يَا مُنتَهَى الحُسنِ رَاعِ مُوجَعاً دَنِفاً

أضحَى نَحيلاً كَخَافِي شَعرِكِ الجَعِدِ

O epitome of beauty, tend to an aching, hunchbacked one

Who has become lean like your curly hair

وَكَم لَيَالِيَ أخرَى مِن غرَام بِكُم

حَتَّى تَخيَّلتُ بِالغِيلاَنِ والأسَدِ

And many other nights of passion for you

Until I imagined lions and wolves

وَكَم لَيَالٍ وَنارُ الشَّوقِ تُحرِقُنِي

قَد يَسكُبُ الدَّمعَ يعلاَني وَجَا الرَّمدِ

And many nights with the fire of longing burning me

Tears may pour, leading to conjunctivitis

لِي فِي اللَّمَا نَشوَةُ الثَّغرِ عَلَى دُرَرِ

يَحكِي إلَى الرَّاحِ وَالسَّلسَالِ وَالقَندِ

For me in conversation is the pleasure of lips over pearls

Telling stories to the wind, chains and candy