الليالي رأيتها وهي تمضى

في زمان بمن أحب بخيل

The nights, I've seen them pass

In an era when my beloved was ungenerous

وأرى بالخيال أني سعيد

بعذاب المتيم المتبول

And I imagine that I was happy

With the torment of an infatuated, raving drunk

لحظات الآمال تؤنس روحي

وقليل الآمال غير قليل

Moments of hope comfort my soul

And a little hope is more than enough

إن بخل الجمال بالقرب مني

هو رأى أراه غير جميل

That the beauty was miserly being near me

Is a view I see as unbeautiful

إن وجها أحبه لخليق

بهيامي بكل قال وقيل

That a face I loved was created

For my infatuation, with all that was said and spoken

الخطابات ضاع منها خطاب

أنا سجلته بعلم وصول

Words of passion are lost among them

I registered it with knowing arrival

يا نسيم الصبا وأنت رسول

كن إلى الهاجر الجميل رسولي

O breeze of the morning, you are a messenger

Be to the beautiful emigrant my messenger