غزال يستطاب الموت فيه

غزال يستطاب الموت فيه

ويعذب في محاسنه العذاب

ويعذب في محاسنه العذاب

A gazelle for whose sake death is sweet,

A gazelle, in whom death is made sweet

And torment becomes sweet amid his charms.

And torment is found in his beauty

يقبله اللثام هوى وشوقاً

يقبله اللثام هوى وشوقاً

ويجني ورد خديه النقاب

ويجني ورد خديه النقاب

The mouth-veil kisses him with love and longing,

The veil kisses him in love and longing

And the face-veil plucks the roses of his cheeks.

And the veil reaps the roses of his cheeks