قَد كُنتُ أَسمَع بِالهَوى فَأُكذّب

قَد كُنتُ أَسمَع بِالهَوى فَأُكذّب

وَأَرى المُحب وَما يَقول فَأَعجب

وَأَرى المُحب وَما يَقول فَأَعجب

I used to hear of love and disbelieve;

I would see the lover and marvel at what he said,

حَتى بَليت بِحُلوه وَبِمُره

حَتى بَليت بِحُلوه وَبِمُره

مَن كانَ يَنهم الهَوى فيجرّب

مَن كانَ يَنهم الهَوى فيجرّب

Until I was tried by its sweetness and its bitterness.

Whoever craves love, let him try it.