الدّمعُ يَنطقُ واللّسانُ صَموتُ
فانظرْ إلى الحركاتِ كيف تموتُ
The tears speak though the tongue is mute
So look to the gestures, see how they die
ما زالَ يظهرُ كلّ يومٍ بي ضَنَىً
فلذاك عن عَيْنِ الحِمامِ خَفِيتُ
My sorrow still appears every day
So I've hidden from the eyes of the doves
صبٌّ يطالِبُ في صبابَةِ نَفسِهِ
جسداً بمديةِ سقمه منحوتُ
A youth seeking in the freshness of his soul
A body sculpted by the chisel of illness
وأنا نذيرك إنْ تُلاحظ صبوةً
فاللّحظُ منكَ لنارِها كِبريتُ
I warn you, if you see the passion of youth
Your gaze is the flint to its fire
قد كنتُ في عهدِ النصيح كآدمٍ
لكن ذكرتُ هوى الدّمَى فنسيتُ
I used to give advice like Adam
But I remembered the love of girls and forgot
كيف التخلّصُ من فواترِ أعينٍ
يُلْقي حبائلَ سحرها هاروتُ
How can I escape from the dues of eyes
That cast the spells of their magic like Harut
ومُعذِّبي مَنْ يَستلذُّ تَعذّبي
لا باتَ من بلوَايَ كيفَ أبِيتُ
And my torturer is one who enjoys torturing me
He hasn't experienced my afflictions to know how I spent the night
رشأٌ أحنّ إلى هواه كأنّه
وطنٌ وُلدتُ بأرضه ونشيتُ
A cheek I yearn for as if it were
A homeland where I was born and raised
في ليلِ لمته ضللتُ عن الهوى
وبنورِ غُرّتِهِ إليه هديتُ
In the night of his absence I lost the path to love
And in the light of his cheating I was guided to him
ومنعَّمٌ جَرَحَ الشّبابُ بخَدّهِ
لحظي فسالَ على المها الياقوتُ
A changer whose cheek wounded youth
My eyes saw him and poured over the rubies
وأنا الذي ذاقت حلاوةَ حُسْنِهِ
عيني فساغَ لطرفها وشجيتُ
And I'm the one who tasted the sweetness of his beauty
My eyes feasted on his glances though it pained me
قال الكواعبُ قد سعدتَ بوصلنا
فَأَجبتها وبِهَجركنّ شقيتُ
The flirts said "You were happy with our company"
And I replied "but your abandonment made me miserable"
كنْتُ المُحبّ كرامَةً لشَبيبَتي
حتى إذا وَخَطَ المَشِيبُ قُلِيتُ
I was a lover out of respect for my youth
Until when old age crept in I was disgraced
مَن أَستَعينُ بِهِ على فرط الأسَى
فأنا الذي بجنايَتي عوديتُ
Who can I seek help from for the excess of sorrow?
When it's my own crimes that accustomed me
كنتُ امرَأً لم أَلقَ فيه رزيّةً
حتى سُلِبْتُ شبيبَتي فرُزِيتُ
I was a man who never faced misery
Until my youth was taken from me and I was wretched
تهدي ليَ المرآةُ سُخْطَ جنايَتي
فَاللَّه يعلمُ كيف عنه رضيتُ
The mirror shows me the ugliness of my crimes
Yet God knows how I was content with it
همّي كسِقطِ القَبسِ لكنْ طُعمُهُ
عُمْرٌ إذا أفْناهُ فيَّ فنيتُ
My worry is like the falling of an ember
A lifetime that if spent on me will destroy me
وإذا المشيبُ بَدا به كافُورُهُ
كَفَرَتْ به فكأنّه الطّاغوتُ
And when old age shows its camphor-like whiteness
It is ungrateful, as if it were an idol
ولربّ مُنْتَهِبِ المدى يجري به
عرقٌ عريقٌ في الجيادِ وَلِيتُ
And perhaps a raider, time carries him
On a steed pure of breed, if only I were carried
لَيلٌ حَبَاهُ الصبحُ درهمَ غُرّةٍ
وحجولَ أربعَةٍ بهنّ القوتُ
A night gifted by dawn a piece of silver
And four lively horses fed with fodder
متفنّنٌ في الجري يتّبعُ اسمَهُ
منه نعوتٌ بعدهنّ نعوتُ
An excellent runner who follows his name
With attributes, after them more attributes
أطلَقتُهُ فعقلتُ كلّ طريدة
تبغي بلحظِكَ صيدَها فتفوتُ
I released him and I thought of every prey
That seeks with your glance to catch it, so miss it
لقطتْ قوائمه الأوابدَ شُرّداً
قد كانَ منهُ لِجَمعها تَشتيتُ
His hooves gathered the hilltops scattered
As if to gather them he dispersed them
فكأنّمَا جَمَدَ الصُّوارُ لِدَوْمِهِ
تَحتي فَلي من صَيدها ما شيتُ
It was as if the rocks were frozen in place
Beneath me, so I hunted whatever I wished