1. قلبي عليك غراما في الهوى يجب

    روحي فداك فعاملتي بما يجب

    My heart throbs with passion for you in love.

    My soul is your ransom; so treat me as you ought.

  2. حسب الهوى ان لي روحا عليك قضت

    وجدا واني لها في الله احتسب

    It is enough for love that my soul died for you,

    From longing, and for its loss I seek God's recompense.

  3. يا تاركي باعاريض الهوى مثلا

    نقضت حبل الوفا قل لي فما السبب

    O you who leave me a byword in love's byways,

    You unravelled the cord of fidelity; tell me, what is the reason?

  4. علقته لبني الاتراك نسبته

    الى معانيه حسنا تنتمي العرب

    I loved him; his lineage belongs to the sons of the Turks.

    In beauty, the Arabs trace their descent to his qualities.

  5. ظبي اذا ما رنا لحظا وبدر دجى

    اذا تبدى وغصن حين ينتسب

    A gazelle whenever he casts a glance, and a full moon in darkness,

    When he appears, and a branch when he traces his lineage.

  6. انا القتيل به من غير ما سبب

    ومن اجل شهودي في الهوى الوصب

    I am the one slain by him, without any cause,

    And suffering is among my foremost witnesses in love.

  7. وكيف ينكر قتلي سيف مقلته

    وخده بدم العشاق مختضب

    And how can the sword of his eye deny slaying me,

    While his cheek is stained with lovers' blood?

  8. ساق بمجلسه اللذات قد كملت

    تجانس الحسن في معناه والادب

    A cupbearer in whose gathering pleasures reach perfection;

    Beauty and refinement harmonize in his nature.

  9. فالورد وجنته والخمر ريقته

    وكأس فيه عقيق دره الحبب

    So his cheek is a rose, and his saliva wine,

    And his mouth's cup is carnelian, its pearls the bubbles.

  10. بديرها قهوة بكراً معتقة

    في الكاس قد حدثت عن عصرها الحقب

    He passes her round—a wine, virgin and aged;

    In the cup, the ages have recounted her vintage.

  11. تولدت من دم العنقود نشأتها

    فالكرم ام وماء المعصرات اب

    Her origin sprang from the grape cluster's blood;

    So the vine is her mother, and rain-cloud water her father.

  12. صفراء تشرق شمسا من مطالعها

    سماؤها الكأس فيه تطلع الشهب

    Golden, she rises like a sun from her horizons;

    Her sky is the cup, within which shooting stars rise.

  13. عذراء لو مسها بالماء لامسها

    لكاد يحرقه من نورها اللهب

    A virgin—if someone touched her with water,

    The flame from her radiance would almost burn him.

  14. فاستجلها من فم الابريق مشرقة

    فمن معادنه يستخرخ الذهب

    So unveil her, radiant, from the ewer's mouth;

    For gold is extracted from its mines.