أولُ طَرفٍ بَكى فأتبعه

أولُ طَرفٍ بَكى فأتبعه

طالَ ملامي فليسَ ينفعُه

طالَ ملامي فليسَ ينفعُه

The first eye wept, and I follow it.

The first tears flowed and more followed

My reproach has gone on long, yet does it no good.

My blamer persisted though it won't help

يُفرِّقُ الدمعَ حسرةً دُرراً

يُفرِّقُ الدمعَ حسرةً دُرراً

ومر بي والرداءُ يجمعُه

ومر بي والرداءُ يجمعُه

It scatters tears in anguish, like pearls.

Tears of regret split into pearls

And he passed by me, his cloak gathering them.

As I passed by, my cloak gathered them

والقلبُ من لوعةٍ يُباشرهُ

والقلبُ من لوعةٍ يُباشرهُ

بالوَعدِ حتى يكادَ يصدعُه

بالوَعدِ حتى يكادَ يصدعُه

And he touches the heart, burning with anguish,

My heart ached intensely

With the promise, until he almost rends it.

Promises alleviated it, nearly splitting it

بحيثُ من لا يزالُ يعذلُه

بحيثُ من لا يزالُ يعذلُه

باللَهِ أمسِك فلستُ أسمعُه

باللَهِ أمسِك فلستُ أسمعُه

Where someone never ceases to reproach him—

To the point that my constant chider

For God's sake, stop; I do not hear him.

For God's sake, stop! I can't hear anymore