1. رَماني الرَشا بِسَهمٍ

    مُصيبٍ بِهِ فُؤادي

    The young gazelle shot me with an arrow,

    and with it struck my heart—

  2. بِطَرفٍ نَدٍ وَفيهِ

    سِناتٌ نَفَت رُقادي

    from a dewy glance in which

    drowsy languors banished my sleep.

  3. فَجَفني إِلى سُهادٍ

    وَجَنبي عَلى قَتادِ

    Thus my eyelid is condemned to sleeplessness,

    and my side to the thorns of qatād.

  4. وَدَمعي جَرى كَسَيلٍ

    أَتِيٍّ يَجي بِوادِي

    My tears stream like a torrent

    that comes coursing through a valley.

  5. وَقَلبٌ حُشي بِجَمرٍ

    كَقَدحٍ مِن الزِنادِ

    My heart is packed with embers,

    like a spark struck from firesteel.

  6. فَصَبري لَدَى اِنتِقاصٍ

    وَحُبّي إِلى اِزدِيادِ

    My patience is ever waning,

    while my love is ever growing.

  7. فَأَنّى يَرى سُلُوّاً

    لِصَبٍّ ضَناهُ بادِ

    How, then, can solace come

    to a lovesick man whose wasting is plain?

  8. شِفاءُ الضَنى شِفاءٌ

    تَحلى جَنى الشَهادِ

    The cure for love’s wasting is lips,

    sweet with honey’s gathered nectar.

  9. مَتى يَرتَشِف جَناها

    يَنَل غايَةَ المُرادِ

    Whenever he sips their fruit,

    he reaches the summit of desire,

  10. وَيَحيا بِخَيرِ عَيشٍ

    وَيَأمَن مِن الأَعادي

    lives a goodly life,

    and rests safe from his enemies.