قد طلَّق مِن جُفونيَ النَّومَ ثَلاُث

قد طلَّق مِن جُفونيَ النَّومَ ثَلاُث

جَذلانُ لِثامُهُ على البَدرِ يُلاث

جَذلانُ لِثامُهُ على البَدرِ يُلاث

Sleep has been thrice divorced from my eyelids

Sleep has been divorced from my eyelids thrice

by a joyous one whose veil is wound about the full moon.

The cover of his shyness over the full moon drips

أَستصرخُ مِن مرارةِ الوَجِدِ بهِ

أَستصرخُ مِن مرارةِ الوَجِدِ بهِ

لَكنِّي ممَّا أشتكي ليسَ أُغاث

لَكنِّي ممَّا أشتكي ليسَ أُغاث

I cry for help from the bitterness of my longing for him,

I cry out from the bitterness of passion for him

but I receive no relief from what I lament.

But from my complaints, I receive no help