كَانَتْ حيَاتِي لِي فَأَضْحَتْ لِلَّتِي

أَحْبَبتُهَا مَاذَا جَنَتْ عَينَايَا

My life was mine, but now belongs to she

Whom I have loved; what harm have done my eyes!

بِهِما جَلَبْتُ وَقَدْ نَظَرْتُكِ شَقْوَتِي

وَحَسِبْتُ أَنِّي جَالِبٌ نِعمايا

With them I brought misfortune willfully,

And thought that I was bringing blessings high.

لا عَيْشَ إِلاَّ بِالمُنَى وَشَكِيَّتِي

أَنِّي قَصَرْتُ عَلَى رِضَاكِ مُنَايَا

No life without desires! My sorest sigh

Is that I fell too short of thy heart's prize.