1. لَم يَزِدني العَذلُ إِلَّا وَلَعا

    ضَرني أَكثَرُ مِمّا نَفَعا

    Reproach only increased my passion;

    It harmed me more than it helped.

  2. ذَهَبَت بِالقَلبِ عَينٌ نَظَرَت

    لَيتَها كانَت وَإِيّاهُ مَعا

    An eye that gazed carried off my heart;

    Would that it and my heart had been together,

  3. أَو بَراها الشَّوقُ حَتّى لا تَرى

    حَتفَها يالَيتَ قَلبي رَجَعا

    Or that longing had worn it away until it could not see

    Its own doom—oh, if only my heart would return!

  4. كُلّ يَومٍ لِيَ مِنهُ آفَةٌ

    تَرَكَتني لِلهَوى مُتَّبِعا

    Each day I suffer an affliction from it

    That has left me a follower of passion.