صاحِ إِنَّ المُلامَ في حُبِّ جُملِ
كادَ يَقضي الغَداةَ مِنكَ مَكاني
My friend, the blame for loving a camel
Almost took my life this morning.
فَاِنظُرِ اليَومَ مَن كُنتَ تَهوى
فَاِنجُ مِن شانِهِ وَدَعني وَشاني
So look today at who you were in love with,
And forget about him, leave me be.
فَبِحَسبي أَنّي بِذِكرَةِ هِندٍ
هائِمُ العَقلِ دائِمُ الأَحزانِ
It is enough for me, with the memory of Hind,
Lost in thought, ever sorrowful.
وَإِذا جِئتُها لِأَشكو إِلَيها
بَعضَ ما شَفَّني وَما قَد شَجاني
And when I come to complain to her
Of some of my agony and torment,
هِبتُها وَاِزدُهي مِنَ الحُبِّ عَقلي
وَعَصاني بِذاتِ نَفسي لِساني
I am dazzled by love, losing my reason,
My tongue disobeying my own will.
وَنَسيتُ الَّذي جَمَعتُ مِنَ القَو
لِ لَدَيها وَغابَ عَنّي بَياني
I forget what carefully crafted words
I had prepared for her, losing my eloquence.