واحَرَبَا مِنْكَ ومن

مَطْلِكَ لي بِمَوْعِدِكْ

Oh, the torment from you—and from

your putting me off with your promise!

قُلتَ غداً أُنْجِزُهُ

والموتُ مِنْ دُونِ غَدِكْ

You said, “Tomorrow I shall fulfill it,”

but death stands before your tomorrow.

ماذا تُلاقي كَبِدي

من غِلْظَةٍ في كَبِدِكْ

What suffering my heart endures

from the hardness in your heart!

يا ليتَ شِعْرِي ما الّذي

أَبْقَيْتَ لي في خَلَدِكْ

Would that I knew what it is

you have kept for me in your thoughts.

تُرِيْدُ أَنْ تَقْتُلَني

ها أَنَا ذا طَوْعُ يَدِكْ

You mean to kill me—

here I am, yielding to your hand.