في جِسمِ بَياني أَبَداً عِشقُك روح

في جِسمِ بَياني أَبَداً عِشقُك روح

وَالنَفسُ لَمّا وعدتها الوَصلَ مَروح

وَالنَفسُ لَمّا وعدتها الوَصلَ مَروح

In the body of my expression, your love is forever a soul.

In my poetic body, your love is forever a soul

And my soul, when I promised it union, was refreshed.

And when my soul was promised union, it became well-being

إِن رُحتُ كَذي القروح شِعراً فَلَمّا

إِن رُحتُ كَذي القروح شِعراً فَلَمّا

مَسَّتنيَ مِن لَواعج الشَوق قُروح

مَسَّتنيَ مِن لَواعج الشَوق قُروح

If in verse I have become like Dhū al-Qurūḥ, it is because

If those wounds have departed as such, it was merely poetry

sores from the burning pangs of longing have touched me.

But when I was touched by intense longing, they became wounds