إنْ لَم تُطِيقَا يومَ رَامَه

أن تُسعِدَا فَذَرَا المَلامَهْ

If you two cannot, on the day he sought it,

lend me your aid, then leave off your blame.

عَنّفْتُمَانِي أنْ مَررْ

تُ بِمنْزلٍ أقْضِي ذِمَامَهْ

You both reproached me because I passed by

a dwelling, to discharge the bond I owe it.

هو منزلُ الأحبابِ لم

يدعَ البِلَى إلاّ رِمَامَهْ

It is the beloveds’ dwelling; decay has

left nothing but its crumbling remains.

وعليَّ حقٌّ أن تُصا

فِحُ سُحبُ أجْفانِي رَغَامَهْ

I owe it this right: the clouds of my eyelids must shake—

hands with its dust.

وأبِيكُما لأُرَوِّيَنْ

نَ ولَو بِسَحِّ دَمٍ أُوَامَهْ

By your father, I shall surely quench

its thirst, even by pouring out my own blood before it.

ما الدّمعُ للأطْلاَلِ لَ

كِنْ أهلُها أجرَوْا سِجَامَهْ

Tears are not for the ruins; rather,

their people are the ones who set them streaming.

فإلاَمَ لومُكُما أفي

رَعْيِ العُهُودِ عليّ آمَهْ

How long, then, will you two reproach me? Is there,

in keeping covenants, any fault upon me?

واهاً لقلبٍ لا يفَو

زُ بسَلْوةٍ تَشفي هُيَامَهْ

Ah, for a heart that never recovers

through solace that might heal its lovesick passion—

غَرَضاً لبَينٍ لا يَزا

لُ مُقَرْطِساً فِيه سِهَامَهْ

a target for separation, whose arrows never cease

to strike true within it.

أبداً يدُ الأيامِ تق

رفُ كلما اندمَلَتِ كِلاَمَهْ

Forever, the hand of days tears open

its wounds whenever they knit closed.