فَلَو كُنتُ أَدرِى أَنَّ ما كانَ كائنٌ

حَذِرتُكِ أَيّامَ الفُؤَادُ سَليمُ

If I had known what was going to happen

I would have warned you in days when my heart was healthy,

ولكن حَسِبتُ الصُّرمَ شَيئاً أُطِيقُهُ

إِذَا رُمتُ أَو حاوَلتُ أَمَّ عَزِيمُ

But I thought I could handle firmness

Whenever I was thrown or tried, unwavering.

أَخا الجِنِّ بلِّغهَا السَّلاَمَ فإِنّنى

مِنَ الإِنسٍ مُزوَرُّ الجناحِ كَتُومُ

O brother jinn, convey my greetings as I

Am a human who frequents the jinn's land rarely.

أخا الجِنِّ لاَ نَدري إِذَا لم يُدِم لنا

خَليلٌ صفاءَ الوُدِّ كيفَ نُدِيمُ

O brother jinn, we do not know, if a friend does not stay

Preserving the purity of affection, how we can have it remain

وَلا كيفَ بالهِجرَانِ وَالقَلبُ آلفٌ

وَلاَ كيفَ يَرضَى بالهَوَانِ كَرِيمُ

Nor how with estrangement and a heart accustomed

To intimacy, one can be pleased by ignominy, however noble

وأَنتِ التى كلَّفتِنى دَلجَ السُّرَى

وَجُونُ القَطا بالجَلهَتَينِ جُثومُ

It was you who tasked me to tread the paths of love

And the cheeks of the slender with both gathered garments.

وَأنتِ الَّتى قَطَّعتِ قلبى حَزَازَةً

وَقَرَّفتِ قَرحَ القَلبِ فَهوَ سَقِيمُ

It was you who cut up my heart cruelly

And grazed the wound of the heart, so it is sick

فَلَو أنَّ قَولاً يَكلَمُ الجِسمَ قَد بدَا

بِجِسميَ مِن قَولِ الوُشَاةِ كُلومُ

If only speech could speak to the body

My body would speak of the defamers’ talk glumly