كَانَ الخَميسُ وَكُلَّ ظَني

أَنَّني في الأَرْبَعَاءْ

It was Thursday, and all my thoughts

Were that it was Wednesday.

فَحُرِمْتُ رَؤْيَةَ مَنْ أَوَدُّ

ورَاحَ ميَعادِي هَبَاءْ

So I missed seeing whom I love,

And my tryst went to waste.

عُذْراً أَخِي فَإِذَا قَبِلْتَ

وَأَنْتَ خَيْرُ الأَصْفِياءْ

Forgive me, my brother, and if you accept,

For you are the best of friends,

لَمْ يُرْضِ نَفْسِي أَنَّها

قَدْ أخْطَأَتْ ذَاكَ الخَطَاءْ

My soul was not pleased that

I made that mistake.

هَلْ فَرْحَةٌ فِي العُمْرِ أَشْهَى

مِن لِقَاءِ الأَوْفِياءْ

Is there any joy in life sweeter

Than meeting with the faithful?

عُوقِبْتُ عَنْ سَهْوِي وَقَدْ

يَقْسُو عِقَابُ الأَبْرِيَاءْ

I was punished for my lapse, and

The punishment of the innocent is harsh.