1. أقلى الدنا وأخاف فرقتها

    لشقيت بين المقت والزؤد

    I loathe the world and fear parting from it;

    Truly I have suffered between loathing and dread.

  2. وأهاب نفسي أن تكشف لي

    وأبيت من أمسي على ضمد

    And I dread my soul being laid bare to me,

    And spend the night nursing rancor from my yesterday.

  3. ويروعني يأسي ويفزعني

    أملي وأفرق من لقاء غد

    And my despair terrifies me, and I am frightened by

    My hope; and I dread facing tomorrow.

  4. ولرب جوهرة ظفرت بها

    فنفضت منها كف مرتعد

    And many a jewel have I won,

    Then shaken my trembling hand free of it,

  5. ورجعت أنظر هل بها أثر

    منها يظل يهيض من جلدي

    And looked again to see whether my hand bore a trace

    Of it that would keep sapping my fortitude.