1. إِذا حَارَ رَكْبُ الشَّوْقِ في رَبْعِ لَوْعَتي

    جَعَلْتُ لَهُ بَادِي الأَنِينِ دَلِيلا

    When the caravan of longing loses its way in the abode of my anguish,

    I make my audible moaning its guide.

  2. وَإِنْ عَادَ لَيْلُ العَتْبِ أَقْمَرَ بِالرِّضَا

    وَعَوَّضْتَني مِنْهُ الكَثِيرَ قَليلا

    And even if the night of reproach turns moonlit with contentment,

    And you give me little in exchange for much of it,

  3. فَما بالُ خَيْلِ الغَدْرِ في حَلْبَةِ الوَفَا

    تُطرِّقُ لِلبَلوى إِلَيَّ سِبِيلا

    Then why do the steeds of treachery, on the racecourse of fidelity,

    Open a path for affliction to reach me?

  4. سَأَسْتَعْتِبُ الأَيَّامَ فِيكَ لَعَلَّها

    تُبَلِّغُني بِالعَتْبِ فِيكَ قَبُولا

    I shall seek amends from the days concerning you, hoping they

    Bring me acceptance through reproach concerning you.