يا سادة ذكرهم شعاري

وعندهم جنّتي وناري

O masters, mentioning you is my motto

With you lies my paradise and my hellfire

أنا الّذي مذ بدا عذاري

خلعت في حبّكم عذاري

I who since my youthfulness began

Have shed my youthfulness out of love for you

فطاب لي العشق باشتهاري

فزوّدوا العفو معتفيكم

So yearning became sweet to me through my passion

So provide forgiveness, O you I take refuge in

وأوردوا الصفو مصطفيكم

فطالما بتّ أقتفيكم

And let flow your kindness, O your chosen one

For long have I followed in your footsteps

وذقت طعم الجنون فيكم

فكان أحلى من الوقار

And tasted the flavor of madness in you

So it was sweeter than dignity

تأمّلوا السفح من دموعي

واستوطنوا منحنى ضلوعي

Observe the slope from my tears

And dwell in the curve of my ribs

فكم تذلّلت من ولوعي

إن كان في حبّكم خضوعي

For how much I have humbled myself in my agony

If my love for you is my submission

فليس ذلّ الهوى بعار

قد بلغ الصبر منتهاه

Then this humiliation of passion is no shame

Patience has reached its end

ولم ير الصبّ مشتهاه

وقد غدا منشداً هواه

And the lover has not seen his desire

He has become a singer of his passion

من روحه في يدي سواه

فهو حقيقٌ بأن يداري

With his soul in the hands of another

So it is right that he defies

والله والله يا موالي

حالي بكم لا يزال حالي

By God, by God, O my masters

My state with you does not change

فإن أكن منكم ببال

لا تحمدوني على احتمالي

So if I am oblivious to you

Do not praise me for my endurance

هوانكم واحمدوا اضطراري

It is your lowliness, praise my constraint