Abu Firas And The Dove Poem by Abu Firas al-Hamdani

I said as a dove mournfully cooed near me:
O neighbor! Are you aware of my situation,
Is your cooing in sympathy for my condition
I have tasted of sorrow and separation
More than you have ever experienced
And the worries I have known
Never occurred to you
Is it possible that you carry sorrow in your heart
While perching on a high branch,
With a respectable distance above the ground
O my neighbor, the dove!
Life has not dealt fairly with us.
Come hither, that I may share
My uneasy feelings with you
Come nigh, and you shall find a soul: my soul
Frail and feeble, in a body that tortures my mind
Must a prisoner laugh while a free bird weep?
Shall the sorrow-filled be quiet
While the indifferent wail
O dove, my eyes are more deserving
Of shedding tears than yours
My tears, however, are, in adversity, hard to flow