نَظرَةٌ أَتَت عَرَضا

أَورثَتنيَ المَرَضا

A glance came by chance

And caused me illness

ناظِري إِلى قَمَرٍ

بِالهَوى عَليَّ قَضى

My look upon a moon

Whose love decreed upon me

مُذ رَمى بِأَسهُمِهِ

كانَ قَلبي العَرَضا

Since he shot his arrows

My heart was the chance

خوطةٌ عَلى كُثُبٍ

فَوقَها السَنا وَمَضا

A line on sand dunes

Above which years have passed

مَبسم بِهِ شَهدٌ

شافياً لِمَن مَرِضا

A smile wherein is sweetness

Healing whoever was sick

ثَغرُهُ وَجَوهَرُهُ

لَم نَجِد بِهِ عَرَضا

His mouth and his essence

We found no flaw

إِن نَرُم بِهِ بَدَلاً

لَم نُصِب لَهُ عِوَضا

If we toss it away as replacement

We'll find naught its equal

بَينَما يواصِلنا

إِذ هَزا بِنا وَمَضى

While it takes us on

It shook us and left

تارِكاً سَنا لَهَبٍ

في الحَشا وَجَمر غَضا

Leaving burning embers

In the bushes, fresh coals