وَبي رَشأٌ سَيفُ ألحاظِه

وَبي رَشأٌ سَيفُ ألحاظِه

أوامِرُهُ في الحَشا تُتَّبَع

أوامِرُهُ في الحَشا تُتَّبَع

And I am smitten with a young gazelle; the sword of his glances—

My father was a sharp sword in his glances,

its commands are obeyed within my breast.

His commands in the night are followed,

وَقالوا مَضى قُلتُ في مهجتي

وَقالوا مَضى قُلتُ في مهجتي

وَقُلتُ اللِقا حينَ قالوا قَطع

وَقُلتُ اللِقا حينَ قالوا قَطع

And they said, “He has gone.” I said, “In my heart.”

And they said he passed away, I said in my inner thoughts,

And I said, “The meeting,” when they said, “He broke off.”

And I said we will meet, when they said separated.