1. O object of my passion, behold!
Neither honey nor wine remains;
١. يا أَيُّها الصَبُّ المُعَنّى بِهِ
ها هُوَ لا خَلَّ وَلا خَمرُ
2. That flush which on your cheek was wont to dwell
Is now but embers, ashen and cold.
٢. سَوَّدَ ما وَرَّدَ مِن خَدِّهِ
فَعادَ فَحماً ذَلِكَ الجَمرُ