فَيا وَيحَ قَلبي ما يَستَفي

قُ مِن ذِكرِ هِندٍ وَما أَن يُفيقا

Oh my aching heart, what anguish it bears

From the memory of Hind, time does not heal my cares

جَعَلتُ طَريقي عَلى بابِكُم

وَما كانَ بابُكُمُ لي طَريقا

I set my path to your door

Though for me your door led nowhere

صَرَمتُ الأَقارِبَ مِن أَجلِكُم

وَصافَيتُ مَن لَم يَكُن لي صَديقا

For your sake, I shunned family

And parted from those who were not true to me

وَوادَدتُ أَهلَ مَوَدّاتِها

وَعاصَيتُ فيها النَصيحَ الشَفيقا

I courted those who offered me affection

And disobeyed well-meaning advice from protection