1. ظَبيٌ يَحارُ البَرقُ عَن بَريقِهِ

    غَنيتُ عَن إِبريقِهِ بِريقِهِ

    A gazelle whose brilliance leaves lightning bewildered.

    With his saliva, I had no need of his ewer.

  2. فَلَم أَزَل أَرشفُ مِن رَحيقِهِ

    حَتّى شَفيتُ القَلبَ مِن حَريقِهِ

    So I kept sipping from his nectar,

    Until I healed the heart of its burning.