وأغنَّ أغيدَ ودُّهُ
مُستَأنِسٌ بي وَهو نافِر
Many a sweet-voiced, graceful youth—his affection
Is intimate with me, though he himself shies away.
إن قلتُ زُرني قالَ نَم
فَالطيفُ ليسَ يَزُورُ ساهِر
If I say, “Visit me,” he says, “Sleep—
For a dream-phantom never visits one who lies awake.”
ويَقولُ لي فِيما يَقُو
لُ نَعَم وما لِلقَولِ آخِر
And amid all the things he says to me,
He says, “Yes—but there is no final word
حتَّى أشاوِرَ قلتُ
لكنّي هَويتُ ولم أشاوِر
Until I take counsel.” I reply,
“Yet I fell in love without consulting anyone.”
Sol 5.6