إِنَّ أَهوى العِبادَ شَخصاً إِلَينا

وَأَلَذَّ العِبادِ نَغماً وَدَلّا

The one I love most drew near to us

And the sweetest song fell on my ear

لَلَّتي بِالبَلاطِ أَمسَت تَشَكّي

رَمَداً لَيتَهُ بِعَينِيَ حَلّا

The one with tears in her eyes at the palace

Would that her tears fell in my eyes

أَرسَلَت نَحوِيَ الرَسولَ لِأَلقا

ها فَأَرسَلتُ عِندَ ذاكَ بِأَن لا

She sent a messenger for me to come

But I sent back that I cannot

لَستُ أَسطيعُ لِلرَسولِ وَأَيقَن

تُ يَقيناً بِلَومِها حينَ وَلّى

I cannot go to the messenger and was sure

She would blame me when he left

رَجَعَتهُ إِلَيَّ لَمَّ أَتاها

وَبِأَيمانِها عَلَيَّ تَأَلّى

She sent him back when he came to her

And swore oaths against me

قالَ أَمسَت عَلَيكَ عَبدَةُ غَضبى

عَزَّ مِنها الغَداةَ ذاكَ وَجَلّا

He said you have become the object of her wrath

That morning he rode away in haste

قُلتُ فيمَ البُكاءُ وَالحُزنُ قالَت

لِلَّتي قَد عَلِقَت دونَ المُصَلّى

I said why the tears and the sorrow. She said

For the one who hangs below the niche

وَبَلَغنا وَاللَهِ وَصلَكَ أُخرى

بَعدَ عَهدٍ فَقُلتُ يا عَبدَ كَلّا

And the news reached me, by God, of your marriage

After some time so I said no, by the grave

لا وَقَبرِ النَبِيِّ يا عَبدَ وَالحَج

جِ وَمَن كانَ مُحرِماً وَمُحِلّا

Of the Prophet, no O slave, and pilgrimage

And sacred state of one in pilgrim garb

ما عَلى الأَرضِ مَن أُحِبُّ سِواكُم

مِن جَميعِ النِساءِ قَلَت فَهَلّا

None on earth do I love save you

Of all women, she said. So why not?

قُلتَ لَمّا دَخَلتَ هَذا وَلَكِن

غابَ لَمّا دَخَلتَ هَذا وَضَلّا

You said when you entered this but

Disappeared when you entered this and was lost