يا قَلْبِ كمْ هذا الجَوى والخُفوتْ

ذَماءَكَ اسْتَبْقِ لِئَلاّ يَفوتْ

O heart, how intense this consuming passion, this throbbing!

Guard the last spark of your life, lest it slip away.

فقالَ لا حَوْلَ ولا قَوْلَ لي

قد كانَ ما كانَ فحسْبِي السّكوتْ

It said, “I have neither power nor strength.”

What has been has been; silence is enough for me.

فارَقَني الرُّشْدُ وفارَقْتُهُ

لمّا تعشَّقْتُ بشَيْءٍ يَموتْ

Sound judgment parted from me, and I parted from it,

when I fell passionately in love with something that dies.