هَل كُنتِ تَهوَين أَن أَرضى سِواكِ وَأن

هَل كُنتِ تَهوَين أَن أَرضى سِواكِ وَأن

أطيل عَنك إِذا ما اِشتَقت إِعراضي

أطيل عَنك إِذا ما اِشتَقت إِعراضي

Did you wish me to be content with someone other than you, and to

Did you wish that I be content with none but you, and that

Prolong my turning away from you whenever I yearned?

When longing for you I turn my gaze away?

أَم كُنتِ تَرضَين مِنّي بِالَّذي رَضيت

أَم كُنتِ تَرضَين مِنّي بِالَّذي رَضيت

نَفسي بِه مِن قَذى عَين وَإِغماضِ

نَفسي بِه مِن قَذى عَين وَإِغماضِ

Or would you accept from me what was accepted

Or were you satisfied that I should feel the same

By my soul—grit in the eye and shutting it?

As my own soul felt—the speck, the closed eye's sleep?