1. أَنا بِالرَحمَن مِن حو

    رٍ يكَسِّرن جفونا

    I seek refuge in the All-Merciful from fair-eyed

    maidens who languidly lower their eyelids,

  2. دارِجات كَحَمام ال

    أيك يبهرن العُيونا

    strolling like the doves of the

    grove, dazzling the eyes.

  3. قُلت مِن هُنّ وَقَولي

    كانَ جَهلاً وَجُنونا

    I asked, “Who are they?” And my question

    was ignorance and madness.

  4. فَاِنبَرَت مِنهُن حَسنا

    ء فَأذكَتني شُجونا

    Then one of them stepped forward, a beautiful

    woman, and kindled sorrows within me.

  5. وَأَجابَتني وَلَم أَد

    رِ أَجدّاً أَم مُجونا

    And she answered me, and I did not

    know whether in earnest or in jest:

  6. نَحنُ مِن سُمناك وَجداً

    وَفتنّاك فتونا

    “We are those who made you suffer longing,

    and utterly bewitched you.”