مال الفُؤاد لِغُصنِ بِاللُمى ثَمل

مِن ميله لَعِبت أَيدى النَسيم بِهِ

The heart is inclined to a tender branch laden

With fruit, from its leaning the breezes play with it

أَمال جيد الظَبي مِن لينه شَغفا

وَالمَيل في الظَبي مِن أَقوى مَذاهِبُه

The gazelle stretches her neck in gentleness desiring

And in the gazelle yielding is from her strongest inclinations

وارَت ذَوائِبُه شَمسا فَغَرته

تَحتَ الشُعور كَليل في غَياهبه

Her tresses curled like a sun so it appeared from under

The hair like a new moon in its settings

شَب الجَوى بَينَ أَحشائي لِرؤيَتِه

فَقُمتُ وَاللَحظُ يَصمى في مَضارِبُه

My love kindled within my breast when I saw him

So I got up while my gaze struck sparks in its whetstones

سَأَلتَهُ رَحمَة مِن لَحظَة فَأَبى

وَزادَ قَلبي تَبريحاً بِحاجِبِه

I asked him for mercy in a glance but he refused

And increased the confusion of my heart with his eyebrow

مِن سِحرِ أَجفانِه هاروت قابَلَني

وَمُد في صَدغِهِ اِحدى عَقارِبِه

From the sorcery of his eyelids Harut faced me

And stretched in his temple one of his scorpion stings

وَكَنز مَبسضمِ الزاهى وَلُؤلُؤهِ

مُرصَد بافاع مِن ذَوائِبُه

And treasure of his smiling mouth whose pearls

Were watched over by canines from his tresses

لِا رَأى حيرَتي فيهِ اِنتَنى عَجَبا

وَقالَ اِنَّ الهَوى يَودي بِصاحِبِهِ

When he saw my confusion in him, he was amazed

And said, “Passion leads its companion to ruin"

فَقُلتُ يا ازئا بِالصَبِّ تَعرف ذا

ما بالَ قَلبُكَ لا يَعنو لِواجِبِه

I said, "O reproacher with youth, you should know this one

Why is your heart not heeding its duty?"