1. نزلت عليكِ من البَها آياتُهُ

    وَعليَّ فيكِ من الهوى آفاتهُ

    Splendor's verses have descended upon you,

    And through you, love's afflictions have descended upon me.

  2. كم سورةٍ للحسن فيكِ وَسورةٍ

    للحُبّ فيَّ تهيجُها ثَوراتهُ

    How many a chapter of beauty lies in you, and a chapter

    Of love in me, stirred by its upheavals!

  3. سورٌ بخدّكِ قد خُطِطنَ وحبرها

    نبتُ العِذار المُستَطابِ نباتهُ

    Chapters have been inscribed upon your cheek; their ink is

    The growth of cheek-down, delightful in its sprouting.

  4. الخطُّ هَذا ليس يُقرأُ رسمُهُ

    ام ليس من لغة الورى كلماتهُ

    Is this script's written form unreadable,

    Or are its words not in the language of humankind?

  5. خلع الجمالُ عليكِ من حُلّاتِهِ

    وعليَّ من خِلَع الهوى حالاتهُ

    Beauty has bestowed upon you some of its robes,

    And upon me, from love's robes of honor, its moods.

  6. الله أكبر ان قَلبي في يدي

    لكن بحبّكِ غُيرّت عاداتهُ

    God is greatest! Indeed, my heart is in my hand,

    But through loving you its habits have been changed.

  7. وهواكِ انَّ هواكِ في شرع الهوى

    ديني عليَّ سجودهُ وَصلاتهُ

    By my love for you! Indeed, in love's law, loving you

    Is my faith; its prostration and prayer are incumbent upon me.

  8. أنا زاهِدٌ فيما سواهُ راغِبٌ

    فيهِ وحسبي في الهوى مَرضاتهُ

    I renounce all else, desiring

    It; in love, its approval is enough for me.

  9. أصغي لما يُلقيهِ ممتثلاً لَهُ

    وَيَروقني إِرشادهُ وعظاتهُ

    I listen to what it imparts, obedient to it,

    And its guidance and admonitions delight me.

  10. لِم لا وقد خَطَّت وَصاياهُ عَلى

    صفَحات قَلبي من دَمي قطراتهُ

    Why not, when its commandments have been inscribed upon

    The pages of my heart by drops of my blood?

  11. وبوجنتيكِ دَمي ليشهدَ انني

    عَبدٌ بكفّكِ عيشهُ وَمماتهُ

    And my blood is on your cheeks, to testify that I am

    A slave whose life and death lie in your palm.

  12. عَبدٌ ولكني بحبّكِ سيَّدٌ

    وَالعبد يَسمو ان سمت ساداتهُ

    A slave, yet through loving you I am a master,

    And a slave rises high if his masters rise.

  13. حُرٌّ لانَّ هواكِ حرَّرني وان

    اكُ عبدَهُ اذ نُزّهَت غاياتهُ

    Free, for love of you has freed me, even if

    I am its slave, since its aims are untainted.

  14. إني امرؤٌ يهوى الصفاتِ قُبَيلَ أَن

    يَهوى الجمالَ كما اِقتضَت لَذاتهُ

    I am a man who loves qualities before

    Loving beauty, as its pleasures dictate.

  15. أَحسِن صفاتِكَ فالجَمالُ لهُ مدى

    يَزهو لديهِ وَتَنتَهي لمحاتهُ

    Improve your qualities, for beauty has a span

    Within which it flourishes, and then its gleams expire.

  16. لا خَيرَ في مَن وجهُهُ حَسَنٌ اذا اق

    تَصَرَت على الوَجهِ الجميل صفاتهُ

    There is no good in one whose face is fair, if

    His qualities are confined to his beautiful face.

  17. قالَت أَلاصِف مَعطِفي ولواحظي

    فاجَبتُ ذا بانٌ وَذي ظَبياتهُ

    She said, 'Come, describe my figure and my glances.'

    So I answered, 'This is a bān tree, and these its gazelles.'

  18. وَصفِ الخُدودَ مع العيون فَقُلتُ ذي

    قَدَح المدام بدا وتلك سُقاتهُ

    'And describe the cheeks along with the eyes.' I said, 'This is

    A cup of wine revealed, and those are its cupbearers.'

  19. وصِفِ الحواجب والعيونَ فقُلتُ ذي

    سَهمٌ وَهاتيك القِسيُّ رُماتهُ

    'And describe the brows and eyes.' I said, 'This is

    An arrow, and those bows are its archers.'

  20. وصفِ الفَم الحالي بلؤلؤِ ثغرهِ

    قُلتُ الشَرابُ وتلك فُقّاعاتهُ

    'And describe the mouth adorned with the pearls of its teeth.'

    I said, 'It is wine, and those are its bubbles.'

  21. وِصفِ الهوى بي قُلتُ ذاتُك اصلهُ

    وَكَفى فَحَيثُ تَكونُ تلك الذاتُ هو

    'And describe your love for me.' I said, 'Your very self is its source,

    And that is enough: wherever that self is, love is there.'

  22. حَسنآءُ باهرةُ الجَمال كأَنَّها

    بدرٌ بدورُ سمآئِنا هالاتهُ

    A beauty of dazzling loveliness, as though she were

    A full moon whose halos are the full moons of our sky.

  23. فَتّانة اللحظ المريض وَما بِهِ

    من علَّةٍ لكن بنا علّاتهُ

    Bewitching with her ailing gaze, though it has

    No ailment; rather, its ailments are in us.

  24. مرض الطَبيبُ بِهِ وَعيدَت عُوَّدٌ

    فيهِ فَمَن عُوّادُهُ وأُساتهُ

    The physician fell ill from it, and visitors to the sick were themselves visited

    Because of it—who, then, are its visitors and healers?