مَن راقَبَ الناسَ ماتَ غَمّاً

وَفازَ بِاللّذَّةِ الجَسورُ

He who spies on people will die of sorrow

He who watches the people dies of grief,

And the daring will gain pleasure

And the daring one wins the pleasure.

لَولا مُنى العاشِقينَ ماتوا

غَمّاً وَبَعضُ المُنى غُرورُ

If not for the wishes of lovers, they would die

Were it not for the hopes of lovers, they would have died

Of sorrow, and some wishes are deception

Of sorrow, though some hopes are but delusion.