1. أَلا لَيتَ حَظّي مِنكِ أَنِّيَ كُلَّما

    ذَكَرتُكِ لَقّاكِ المَليكُ لَنا ذِكرا

    Ah, would that my share from you were this: whenever I

    remembered you, the Sovereign would bring you remembrance of us,

  2. فَعالَجتِ مِن وَجدٍ بِنا مِثلَ وَجدِنا

    بِكُم قَسمَ عَدلٍ لا مُشِطّا وَلا هَجرا

    and you would wrestle with longing for us like our longing

    for you—a fair allotment, with neither excess nor estrangement.

  3. لَعَلَّكِ تَبلينَ الَّذي لَكِ عِندِنا

    فَتَدرينَ يَوماً إِن أَحَطتِ بِهِ خُبرا

    Perhaps you would experience what we harbor for you,

    and know one day, if you fully understood it,

  4. لِكَي تَعلَمي عِلماً يَقيناً فَتَنظُري

    أَيُسراً أُلاقي في طِلابِكِ أَم عُسرا

    so that you might know with certainty and see

    whether I meet ease in seeking you, or hardship.

  5. فَقالَت وَصَدَّت أَنتَ صَبٌّ مُتَيَّمٌ

    وَفيكَ لِكُلِّ الناسِ مُطَّلِبٌ عُذرا

    Then she said, turning away, “You are lovesick, enslaved by love,

    and everyone finds in you grounds for an excuse.

  6. مَلولٌ لِمَن يَهواكَ مُستَطرِفُ الهَوى

    أَخو شَهَواتٍ تَبذُلُ المَذقَ وَالنَزرا

    You tire of whoever loves you, ever seeking fresh love,

    a man of cravings, offering diluted affection, and little of it.”

  7. فَقُلتُ لَها قَولَ اِمرِئٍ مُتَجَلِّدٍ

    وَقَد بَلَّ ماءُ الشَأنِ مِن مُقلَتي نَحرا

    So I spoke to her as a man who steels himself,

    though tears from my eye had already soaked my breast:

  8. سَلَبتِ هَداكِ اللَهُ قَلبي فَأَنعِمي

    عَلَيهِ وَرُدّي إِذ ذَهَبتِ بِهِ قَمرا

    “You stole my heart—may God guide you—so be kind

    to it, and return it, since you carried it off as winnings.

  9. وَقَطَّعتِ قَلبي بِالمَواعِدِ وَالمُنى

    وَغُصتِ عَلى قَلبي فَأَوثَقتِهِ أَسرا

    And you tore my heart apart with promises and hopes,

    and dived for my heart, then bound it fast in captivity.

  10. فَما لَيلَةٌ تَمضي عَلى الناسِ تَنجَلي

    وَلَم أُذرِ فيها عَبرَةً تُخضِلُ النَحرا

    For no night passes over people and clears away

    without my shedding a tear that drenches my breast

  11. عَلَيكِ وَلَم أَشرَق بَريقٍ وَلَم أَجِد

    مِنَ الحُبِّ سَوراتٍ عَلى كَبِدي فَطرا

    for you, choking on my saliva, and feeling

    surges of love that rend my liver.

  12. وَلَكِنَّ قَلبي سيقَ لِلحَينِ نَحوَكُم

    فَجِئتُ فَلا يُسراً لَقيتُ وَلا صَبرا

    And yet my heart was driven toward you to its doom;

    so I came, and found neither ease nor patience.”