لَم يُغنِ لَدى الفِراق عَنّي جَزَعي

لَم يُغنِ لَدى الفِراق عَنّي جَزَعي

ما لانَ حصاةُ قَلبها بالخِدَعِ

ما لانَ حصاةُ قَلبها بالخِدَعِ

My anguish availed me nothing at parting.

My lament did not avail me at parting,

The pebble of her heart did not soften through tricks.

No more did the flintiness of her heart yield to guiles.

أَشبَعتُ لَها القَولَ فَقالَت وَمَضَت

أَشبَعتُ لَها القَولَ فَقالَت وَمَضَت

أَقصِر فَلَقَد لَفَظتَني عَن شَبَعِ

أَقصِر فَلَقَد لَفَظتَني عَن شَبَعِ

I lavished words on her; she said, and went away:

I gave her my fill of words and she said farewell -

“Stop, for you have indeed spat me out, having had your fill.”

"Spare me more! You have surfeited me."