قَولُها أَحسَنُ شَيءٍ

بَلَدٌ لَفَّ حَبيبا

Her words are the finest thing

A land that enveloped a beloved

وَشِفاءُ القَلبِ مِنها

إِذ تَواعَدنا الكَثِيبا

And the heart's cure comes from her

When we had a tryst at the sand dune

نَأَيُّها سُقمٌ وَأَش

تاقُ إِذا أَمسَت قَرِيبا

Oh sickness and lovesickness

That comes close when evening descends

لَيتَ هَذا اللَيلَ شَهرٌ

لا نَرى فيهِ غَريبا

If only this night would last a month

In which we see no stranger

مُقمِرٌ غَيَّبَ عَنّا

مَن أَرَدنا أَن يَغيبا

A moonlit night that hid from us

One whom we wished would be hidden

غَيرَ أَسماءَ وَجُملٍ

ثُمَّ لا نَخشى رَقيبا

Except for Asma and Jumail

Then we fear no watcher

جَلَسَت مَجلسَ صِدقٍ

جَمَعَت حُسناً وَطِيبا

She sat in a gathering of sincerity

Bringing together beauty and goodness

دَمِثَ المَقعَدِ وَالمَو

طِئِ رَيّانَ خَصِيبا

A seat and stepping place

Watered with abundant rain

أَفرَغَت فيهِ الثُرَيّا

مَن ذَرى الدَلوِ سُكُوبا

She poured into it the Pleiades

From a bucket filled to the brim

عاصِباً بِالنَبتِ زُرعاً

وَمَعَ الزَرعِ قُضُوبا

Binding the planted crop

Along with the crop, clay jugs

قَولَها لِي وَهِيَ تُذرى

دَمعَ عَينَيها غُرُوبا

Her words to me as she sheds

The tears of her eyes at sunset

إِنَّنا كُنا كَهَذا

أَنصَحَ الناسِ جُيُوبا

We used to be like this

The most sincere of people

وَحَبَوناهُ بِوُدٍّ

لَم يَكُن مِنّا مَشُوبا

And we loved him with affection

Untainted by us

فَجَزانا أَن حَمَدنا

وُدَّهُ أَن لا يَغيبا

So suffice it for us to praise

His love that it not wane

وَجَزانا اليَومَ عاراً

حِينَ يُنثا وَعُيُوبا

And suffice it for us today as disgrace

When he is hostile and full of faults