يَا قَرِيرَ الْعَيْنِ بِالْوَسَنِ

مَا الَّذِي أَلْهَاكَ عَنْ شَجَنِي

O gentle-eyed one with languid grace

What has made you neglect my yearning?

كَيْفَ لا تَرْثِي لِمُكتَئِبٍ

شَفَّهُ بَرْحٌ مِنَ الْحَزَنِ

Why do you not mourn a depressed one

Whose lips drip with sadness?

هَبْكَ لَمْ تَسْمَعْ شَكَاةَ فَمِي

أَوَ لَمْ تُبْصِرْ ضَنَى بَدَنِي

Alas, you did not hear my mouth's complaint

Or see the wasting of my body.

يَا عِبَادَ اللَّهِ مَنْ لِفَتىً

بِيَدِ الأَشْوَاقِ مُرْتَهَنِ

O servants of God, who will help a lad

Enslaved by passions and desires?

رَعَتِ الأَشْوَاقُ مُهْجَتَهُ

وَبَرَاهُ الْوَجْدُ فَهْوَ ضِنِي

Yearning has fed on his essence

And anguish has consumed him, so he pines.

آهِ مِنْ ظَبْيٍ خَلَعْتُ بِهِ

فِي مَيَادِينِ الْهَوَى رَسَنِي

Ah, for a gazelle I hunted down

Who left me stranded in love's plains.

سَاحِرُ الْعَيْنَيْنِ مَا بَرِحَتْ

لَحْظَتَاهُ مَصْدَرَ الْفِتَنِ

Sorcerer of eyes, your glances never

Faltered from being sources of temptation.

سَلَكَتْ بَعْضُ الْوُشَاةِ بِهِ

مِنْ نَمِيمِ الْغَيِّ فِي سَنَنِ

Some tale-bearers have taken him

And whispered malicious rumors in his ear,

صَرَفُوهُ عَنْ طَبِيعَتِهِ

وَعِنَانُ الْقَلْبِ فِي الأُذُنِ

Turning him from his true nature

While his heart's reins are in his ear.

وَقَرِينُ السُّوءِ مَجْلَبَةٌ

لِدَواعِي الْهَمِّ وَالْمِحَنِ

An evil companion is one who conjures

Reasons for anxiety and tribulation.

فَاتْرُكِ الدُّنْيَا فَلَسْتَ تَرَى

صَاحِباً إِلَّا عَلَى دَخَنِ

So leave this world, for you will not find

A friend save one enshrouded in smoke.

مَنْ جَرَى فِي غَيْرِ حَلْبَتِهِ

كَانَ مَوْقُوفَاً عَلَى الظِّنَنِ

He who flowed beyond his banks

Was left suspended in suspicions.