1. أيا ربة الخال التي فتنت به

    أما لك في وصل أما لك جائر

    O lady of the beauty mark, who has bewitched me with it,

    Have you no ... in union? Have you no oppressor? [Syntax unclear.]

  2. نتيه فما تدري بأني متيم

    قتيل لحاظ منها سري حائر

    We wander, yet she does not know that I am love-stricken,

    Slain by her glances, my inner self bewildered.

  3. كأني بها مشغولة بجمالها

    فكم مرة أبلتني منها بوات

    I seem to see her absorbed in her own beauty.

    How often have cutting blades from her worn me down!

  4. رفإن حجبت حسنا لديها فإن لي

    نسيم الصبا منها إلي يساير

    And if she veils the beauty she possesses, then I have

    A breeze of the east wind traveling from her toward me.

  5. وإن منعت طرفي من الطيف أن يرى

    فما منعت سري ففيه سرائر

    And if she keeps my gaze from seeing the dream-vision,

    Yet she has not barred my inner self, for within it lie secrets.

  6. ويغبط طرفي غيب سري لأنه

    يراه على بعد كأنه حاضر

    And my gaze envies my inner self's hidden realm, because it

    Sees it from afar as though it were present.

  7. فيا ليتها كانت متيمة به

    لتدري ما ألقى وما له آخر

    Oh, if only she were enamored of it,

    So she might know what I suffer, and that it has no end.