بِأَبِي أَنْتَ تَبَاغَضْ

تَ وَمَا كُنْتَ بَغِيْضَا

By my father you hate

You, though you weren't hateful

جَاءَنِي مِنْكَ جَوَابٌ

كَانَ لِلْعَهْدِ نَقِيْضَا

An answer came from you

That contradicted the promise

أَنْتَ لَم تَمْرَضْ وَلَكِنْ

أَحْسَبُ الوُدَّ مَرِيْضَا

You aren't sick, but

I reckon affection is sick

وَلَقَدْ فَاتَكَ لَهْوٌ

لِسْتَ مِنْهُ مُسْتَعِيْضَا

And you definitely missed some amusement

You aren't compensating for it

وَمُدَامٌ شَاكَلَتْ فِي ال

كَأسِ يَاقُوتَاً رَضِيْضَا

And a lady resembled in the

Glass a reddish gem

وَحَدِيْثٌ وَنَشِيْدٌ

شَابَ نَحْوَاً وَعَرُوضَا

And a tale and a poem

Youthfully rhymed and scanned

وَغَرِيْضٌ مِنْ غِنَاءٍ

فَاقَ فِي الحُسْنِ الغَرِيْضَا

And the coo of a song

Surpassed the delicate cooing

لَو رَأَتْ عَيْنَاكَ مِنْ صَا

حِبِهِ طَرْفَاً غَضِيْضَا

If your eyes saw from a lo

ver a charming glance

وَثَنَايَا وَاضِحَاتٍ

كَبَنَاتِ الدُّرِّ بِيْضَا

And clear curves

Like daughters of white pearls

كِدْتُ مِنْ شِدَّةِ شَوْقٍ

وَافْتِتَانٍ أَنْ تَبِيْضَا

I almost from intensity of longing

And infatuation faded

وَلَوَ آنَّ اللَّحدَ وَارَا

كَ لأَسْرَعْتَ النُّهُوضَا

And if I knew the grave concealed

You I'd hasten to rise