تَرُومُ نَفْسِي أن يَدُومَ الوِصالْ

بَيْني وبَيْنَ الفَرْدِ خِدْن الكَمَالْ

My soul yearns for our bond to endure

Between me and the epitome of perfection

لكِنَّها الأَيّامُ تَأْتِي بِما

لَيْسَ لِمَنْ يَهْوَى اللّقا في خَيَالْ

But time brings what

Is not wished by the one who fantasizes about meeting

ما نِعَةُ الْجَمْعِ فَيَا لَيْتَها

تَمْنَعُ أَنْ تَخْلُو عَن الاتّصالْ

If only the pleasures of company would

Prevent it from becoming devoid of connection

أَثْقَلُ ما مَرَّ بِسَمْعي مِنَ ال

مَنْطِقِ ما قِيلَ لَهُ الانْفِصَالْ

The hardest thing I've heard

In speech is what was told: "farewell"

قَدْ أَوْجبَ الْحُبُّ قَضَايا الْهَوَى

فالسَّلْبُ لا أَرْضَاهُ يَوْماً بحَالْ

Love has necessitated the judgments of passion

So I can never be pleased with its denial

تَأَلَّفَ الشَّكْلُ فَما بالُهُ

لا يُنْتِجُ الْمَطْلوبَ وَهْوَ الْوِصالْ

The form has become accustomed, so why

Does it not produce the desired, which is the connection