1. أَلَمَّت وَقَد قامَ المُشِيحُ وَهَوّما

    وَأَسرَت إِلى وادي العَقيقِ مِن الحِمى

    She came to visit when the watchful one had risen and dozed,

    And journeyed by night from al-Hima to the valley of al-Aqiq.

  2. وَراحَت عَلى نَجدٍ فَراحَ منجّداً

    وَمَرّت بِنُعمانٍ فَأَضحى مُنَعِّما

    And she passed over Najd, and it became adorned,

    And passed by Nu'man, and it became a source of bliss.

  3. وَجَرَّت عَلى تُرب المُحصَّبِ ذِيلَها

    فَأَصبَحَ ذاكَ التُربُ نَهباً مُقَسَّما

    And she trailed her hem over the soil of al-Muhassab,

    So that soil became plunder, divided up.

  4. تَقسَّمُهُ أَيدي التِجارِ لَطيمةً

    وَيحمِلُهُ الدرايّ أَيّانَ يَمَّما

    Merchants' hands share it out as a cargo of perfume,

    And the perfumer carries it whenever he sets out.

  5. وَلَمّا رَأَت أن لا ظَلامَ يُكِنُّها

    وَأَنّ سُراها فيهِ لَن يُتَكَتَّما

    And when she saw that no darkness could conceal her,

    And that her night journey within it would not stay hidden,

  6. سَرَت عذبات الريط عَن نُور وجهِها

    وَأَبدَت مُحَيّاً يُدهِش المُتوسِّما

    She drew the fine cloth's fringes away from her face's radiance,

    And revealed a face that bewildered the discerning onlooker.

  7. فكان تَجلّيها حجابَ جَمالِها

    كَشَمسِ الضُحى يَعشى بِها الطَرفُ كُلّما

    So her unveiling was itself the veil of her beauty,

    Like the forenoon sun, which dazzles the eye each time.

  8. ولمّا التَقَينا بَعدَ طُولِتَجَنّب

    وَقد كادَ حبلُ الوصلِ أَن يَتصَرَّما

    And when we met after long estrangement,

    And the cord of union had nearly snapped,

  9. جَلَت عَن ثَناياها وأَومَضَ بارِقٌ

    فَلَم أَدرِ وَجداً أَيَّنا كانَ أَسجَما

    She bared her front teeth, and a lightning flash gleamed,

    So, in my longing, I knew not which of us shed more tears.

  10. وَقالَت وَقَد رَقَّ الحَديثُ وَسَرّحت

    قَرائِنَ أَحوالٍ أَذعنَ المُكَتَّما

    And she said, as the talk grew tender and she let loose

    Signs of feeling that revealed what had been concealed:

  11. نَشَدتُكَ لا يَذهَب بِكَ الشَوقُ مَذهَباً

    يُهَوِّنُ صَعباً أَو يُرَخّصُ مَأثَما

    “I implore you: let longing not lead you down a path

    That makes a hard thing easy or makes light of a sin.”

  12. فَأَمسَكتُ لا مُستَغنِياً عَن نَوالِها

    وَلَكِن رَأيتُ الصَبرَ أَولى وَأَكرَما

    So I held back, not because I could do without her favors,

    But I deemed patience more fitting and nobler.