1. سَلِ العَفوَ يا عاذِلي مُذنِباً

    فَإِنَّ الهَوى قَد نَبا مُذ نَبا

    Seek pardon, O my reproacher, guilty as you are.

    For love has indeed grown distant since it turned away.

  2. أَلا بَعُدَت لَيلَةٌ لا أَراكَ

    تَلوحُ بِأُفقِ الهَوى كَوكَبا

    Ah, away with a night when I do not see you

    Shining on love’s horizon as a star.