ماذا على ذلك المهفهف

لو مال للوصل أو تعطف

What is upon that swaying branch

If it leans to unite or turns compassionately

بالغصن شبهته قواماً

والحق ان القوم الطف

With its twig I likened its shape

And the truth is that the people are kind

من وجنتيه الشقيق يجنى

ومن لماه العقيق يرشف

From his rosy cheeks he picks

And from his ruby water he sips

قد عرفت بابل بسحر

والسحر من مقلتيه اعرف

Babylon was known for its magic

And magic from my eyelashes I know more

بهزة العطف وهو رمح

ونظرة الطرف وهو مرهف

With the flutter of compassion and it's a spear

And the glance of an eye and it's keen

طال دمي واستهل دمعي

فذقت ما قد كفى وما كف

My blood lengthened and my tears poured

So I tasted what was enough and what sufficed

مطبوعة في الغرام نفسي

والقلب من وجده مكلف

My soul is stamped with love

And the heart from passion is burdened

كرامة للغرام فيه

اهنت من لامني وعنف

Dignity for love in it

Insulted me who blamed me and was harsh

فيا غريراً عليه دمعي

يبدع تجنيسة المصحف

So my tears upon it, O fickle one

Create for it a rhyme like the Scripture

بواوصد غيك عاد قلبي

نحوك دون الأنام يعطف

With passion my heart returned

Towards you beyond people it turns

حملني والهوى حمول

ثقل الهوى خصرك المخفف

Love carried me and it carries

The burden of love lightened your waist