قد غبت عني وما أعددت لي جلداً

قد غبت عني وما أعددت لي جلداً

ألقى به حر أشواقي وأشجاني

ألقى به حر أشواقي وأشجاني

You have gone from me without giving me the fortitude

You were away from me, yet prepared no leather flask

With which to face the heat of my longings and sorrows.

To contain the scalding heat of my longing and sorrow.

فاعمل معدل شوقي عند عودك لي

فاعمل معدل شوقي عند عودك لي

واحسب ولا تلقني إلا بميزان

واحسب ولا تلقني إلا بميزان

So work out the measure of my longing when you return to me,

So please, when you return, do justice to my yearning,

And calculate—meet me only with a balance.

And weigh it out carefully, do not estimate or guess.