قُل لِمن أَوحَشَ بالهَج

رِ جُفونِي من كَراهَا

Tell the one whose estrangement

Has wearied my eyelids with disdain

والّذِي أَوهَم عَيني

أَنَّ في النَّومِ قَذَاهَا

And whose deception made my eyes

Dream of finding solace in sleep

يا مَلُولاً قَلَّما اِستُر

عِي عُهوداً فَرعاهَا

O fickle one, how seldom you keep

Promises though you made them again

يا ظَلُوماً كلَّمَا اسْتَع

طَفْتُهُ صَدَّ وتَاهَا

O unjust one, whenever I implore

You turn away, lost and distraught

زِدتَ في تِيهكَ والشيْ

ءُ إِذا زَادَ تَناهَى

In your wandering, while things that grow

Will eventually come to an end

تَتَقَضّى دولةُ الحُس

نِ وإِن طَالَ مَدَاهَا

The rule of beauty must wane

Though its reign may long remain

رَاحَتِي لو سَمِعَ الشّك

وى إِلَيهِ وَوَعَاهَا

If only the deaf could hear my plaint

And pity my tortured heart

غيرَ أَنَّ الصُّمَّ لاَ تَس

مَعُ نَجوَى مَن دَعاهَا

But those who cannot hear

Will not listen when called

وَهوَ لو نَادى عِظامي

رِمّةً لَبّى صَداهَا

If he called my withered bones

They would answer his summons

مُتِلفٌ بالهَجر نَفسي

وإِليهِ مُشْتَكاهَا

I have entrusted my soul to one

Who is intimate with estrangement

مُستَقِلٌّ كُلَّ ما تَل

قاهُ فيهِ مِن أَذَاهَا

And made my only confidant

The source of my torment