يا لَقَومِي لِكَثرةِ العُذَّالِ

وَلِطَيفٍ سَرَى مَليحِ الدَّلالِ

O my people, for the abundance of censors,

And for a gentle one who walked gracefully,

زَائرٍ في قُصُورِ صَنعَاءَ يَسري

كُلَّ أَرضٍ مَخُوفَةٍ وَجِبَالِ

A visitor in the palaces of Sanaa strolling,

Every feared land and mountains,

يَقطَعُ الحُزنَ والمَهَامِة والبِي

دَ وَمِن دُونِه ثَمانُ لَيَالي

Cutting through sorrow, anxiety, and separation,

And before him, eight nights,

عاتبٌ في المنَامِ أَحبِب بُعُتبَا

هُ إِلَينَا وقَولِهِ مِن مَقَالِ

Reproaching in a dream, lovingly reproached,

To us, his words were statements,

قُلتُ أَهلاً وَمَرحَباً عَدَدَ القَط

رِ وسَهلاً بِطَيفِ هَذَا الخَيَالِ

I said welcome, as many as the rains drop,

And easy with the coming of this imagination,

حَبَّذَا مَن إِذَا خَلَونَا نَجيَّاً

قَالَ أَهلي لَكَ الفِدَاءُ ومَالِي

Best is he who when alone confided,

Said my family I sacrifice for you and my wealth,

وَهِي الهَمُّ وَالمُنَى وَهَوَى النَف

سِ إِذَا اعتَلَّ ذو هَوىً باعتِلاَلِ

It is the concern, the wish, and the soul's desire,

When one in love falls ill with illness,

قِستُ مَا كَانَ قَبلَنَا مِن هَوَى النَ

اسِ فَما قِستُ حُبَّها بمِثَالِ

I measured what was before us of people's love,

Yet I did not measure her love with any example,

لَم أَجِد حُبَّها يُشَاكِلُهُ الحُ

بُّ وَلاَ وَجدَنَا كَوَجدِ الرِجَالِ

I did not find her love matched by love,

Nor did we find like the finding of men,

كُلُّ حُبٍّ إِذَا استَطَالَ سَيَبلَى

وهَوَى روضةِ المُنىَ غَيرُ بَالِي

Every love when prolonged will wither,

Except the desire for the garden of wishes is not of my concern,

لَم يَزِده تَقَادُمُ العَهدِ إِلاَّ

جِدَّةً عِندَنا وَحُسنَ احتِلاَلِ

The passage of time did not increase it,

Except in newness for us and good settlement,

أَيُّها العَاذِلُونَ كَيفَ عِتَابي

بَعدَما شَابَ مَفرِقي وَقَذَالِي

O you who blame, how is my blame

After my parting has grayed and my separation aged me,

كَيفَ عَذلي عَلى الَّتي هِيَ مِنِّي

بمكَان اليَمينِ أُختِ الشِّمَالِ

How is my blame for she who is part of me,

In the position of the right, sister of the left,

والَّذي أَحرَمُوا لَهُ وَأَحَلُّوا

بمنىً صُبحَ عَاشِراتِ الليالي

By those who made pilgrimage for it and made permissible,

In Mina, the morning of the tenth night,

ما مَلكتُ الهَوى ولا النَفسَ مِنّي

مُنذُ عُلِّقتُها فَكَيفَ احتِيَالِي

I have not owned love or my soul,

Since I devoted it, so how is my cunning,

إِن نَأَت كَانَ نأيُها الموتَ صِرفاً

أَو دَنَت لِي فَثَّم يَبدُو خَبَالِي

If it kept away, its keeping away is death turning me,

Or if it came close to me, my own faults appear,

يا بنةَ المالكيِّ يا بَهجَةِ النَّف

سِ أَفي حُبِّكُم يَحِلُّ اقتِتَالِي

O daughter of Malik, O joy of the soul, is there fault

In my loving you that I should fight,

أَيُّ ذَنبٍ عَليَّ إِن قُلتُ إِنِّي

لأُحِبُّ الحِجَازِ حُبَّ الزُلاَلِ

What sin upon me if I say I

Love the Hejaz with the love of shade,

لأُحِبُّ الحِجَازَ مِن حُبِّ مَن في

هِ وَأَهوَى حِلاَلَهُ مِن حِلاَلِ

I love the Hejaz for the love of those in it,

And I desire its halal more than halal,