ومعذّبي مَنْ لا أبوحُ بذكرِهِ

ومعذّبي مَنْ لا أبوحُ بذكرِهِ

ما دُمتُ في أسرِ الهوى وقيادِهِ

ما دُمتُ في أسرِ الهوى وقيادِهِ

And my tormentor is one whose name I do not reveal,

And those who torture me, I do not reveal their mention

As long as I remain in love’s captivity and under its reins.

As long as I remain captive to passion and its bondage

صَنمٌ غَدا يدعو إلى دينِ الهوى

صَنمٌ غَدا يدعو إلى دينِ الهوى

لَولا التَقِيّة كنتُ مِن عُبّادِه

لَولا التَقِيّة كنتُ مِن عُبّادِه

An idol who has begun calling to the faith of love—

An idol it has become, calling me to the religion of love

Were it not for dissimulation, I would be among his worshippers.

Were it not for pious dissimulation, I would be among its worshippers