1. مَرِضنا فَما عادَنا عائِدُ

    وَلا قيلَ أَينَ الفَتى الأَلمَعي

    We fell ill, but no visitor came to see us.

    Nor was it asked, "Where is the brilliant young man?"

  2. وَلا حَنَّ طِرسٌ إِلى كاتِبٍ

    وَلا خَفَّ لَفظٌ عَلى مِسمَعِ

    Nor did a page yearn for a writer.

    Nor did a word fall lightly upon an ear.

  3. سَكَتنا فَعَزَّ عَلَينا السُكوتُ

    وَهانَ الكَلامُ عَلى المُدَّعي

    We fell silent, and silence was hard for us.

    And speech came easily to the pretender.

  4. فَيا دَولَةً آذَنَت بِالزَوالِ

    رَجَعنا لِعَهدِ الهَوى فَاِرجِعي

    So, O reign that has heralded its decline,

    We have returned to the days of love; so return.

  5. وَلا تَحسَبينا سَلَونا النَسيبَ

    وَبَينَ الضُلوعِ فُؤادٌ يَعي

    And do not think we have forgotten love verse,

    While between the ribs is a heart that understands.