من كلِّ جَفنٍ بين عَيني بَين
وإنَّما تَسهرُ عَينٌ لِعَين
Between every eyelid of mine, an eye lies between
Yet only one eye stays awake for another eye
أيامُ هَجرٍ ولَيالي نَوىً
مُقَدَّراتٌ كلُّ حِينٍ لِحَين
Days of estrangement and nights of yearning
Ordained for every time, for every era
وقَد ثَوى بَينَ الأسَى والجَوى
قَلبي فَما يَصنعُ ذا بَينَ ذَين
My heart settled between sorrow and burning
So what can this do, between these two?
واتَّهمُوا عَينَكَ في سِحرِها
ولم تَزل عَيناكَ مَتهُومَتَين
They accused your eyes of sorcery
Yet your eyes remained falsely accused
إذا رَمَتني بِهما مُقلَتي
فمَن يَكونُ السَّاحِر المُقلَتَين
When she glanced at me with them
Who then is the sorcerer of these two glancing eyes?
فَاسقِ كَما تَشرَبُ وَردِيَّةً
تُنقَلُ من كأسٍ إلى وَجنَتَين
So drink as you would drink rose-water
Passed from one cup to two cheeks
كأنَّما إذ أصبَحَت فِيهما
مُخَضرَمٌ قد شَهِدَ الملَّتَين
As if when they shone in the morning
A green-eyed one witnessed the two faiths
في سَنةٍ لاحَت تباشِيرُها
فابتَكرَ الغَيثُ وجادَ الحُسَين
In a year whose first rains shone forth
The clouds poured and Hussain's hands gave generously
وأيُّ خُلفٍ بَينَنا بعدَ ما
وافقَ صَوبُ الغَيثِ صَوب اليَدَين
What difference remains between us, after
The path of the rain aligned with the path of the hands?
فلتَخلع الأيَّام عَنِّي فَكَم
أرفلُ في أثوابِ عُدمٍ وَدَين
So let the days strip from me, how long
Will I wear the garb of oblivion and debt?
حالانِ إن وقَّعت لي حالةً
فرُبَّ خَطٍّ دفع الخُطَّتَين
If the days destine a state for me
Many lines repelled the two lines
وراعَهم أن لم يَرَوا قَبلَها
يَراعَة في يَدِ ذي لِبدَتَين
And astonished them, that they did not see before it
Such wonder in the hand of one with two lips
مِن قَصَباتِ الخَطِّ فتَّاكَةٍ
في قَصَباتِ الخطِّ غَرسِ اليَدَين
With the reeds of writing, deadly
In the reeds of the hands, planted
كلُّ مكانٍ مِن نَداها نَدىً
عَمَّ فَما يُسألُ عَنهُ بِأَين
Every place sounded by it, sounds
Spread, so none ask where it is
