يا شمسُ والشمسُ لها حاجبٌ

حاجِبُكَ الطّلقُ لماذا انزوى

O sun, though the sun has an eyelid

Your eyelid is the horizon, why did it disappear?

أإنْ هَفا لُبِّي من نَشوةٍ

لَظاتُها نَزّاعةٌ للشَّوى

Is it that my fervent heart's intoxication

Made its flashes too hot to bear?

فانْوِ ائْتلافاً فلكلِّ امرئٍ

قال النبيُّ المصطفى ما نَوى

So compose yourself, for each person

Will attain what they intended, said the Prophet

حتى إذا قيلَ صَحا وارعَوى

عادَ كذا عادةُ أهلِ الهَوى

Until when it's said he woke and saw clearly

That is the habit of the passionate

دبَّ في خاطرِه ثانيا

ذكرُ اللوى سَقياً لعهدِ اللوى

Then in his mind again crept

The memory of passion, watering passion's pact

مَرعىً نضيرٌ لم نُصبْ بعدَهُ

نظيرَهُ مذ أَزعجتْنا النّوى

A meadow, peerless since we were troubled by love

Its peer since we yearned and pined

تَدعو حَماماهُ ولو لم يُجِب

نوحُهُما المطربُ لن يَدعُوَا

Though the dove call not her mate, their sobbing

Will not the melodious rain call them both?

ما شئتَ من خَيرٍ ومَيرٍ ومن

كافٍ وهاءٍ وصلا بالفَوا

Whatever good or ill you wish, or union

Enough separation, join us through love!

فالآن قد أكسف من بالهِ

بِلىً طوى رونقَهُ فانطَوى

Now his mood is downcast again

Yes, its bloom has faded and folded away

كأنّهُ لم يَغْنَ بالأمسِ وإ

كآبتَا منهُ ولم تُغْنِ وا

As if he did not sing yesterday, though

His song made me sing, and wouldn't relent

ذوى فإن قيلَ لماذا أقُلْ

غابَ ذَووهُ فلهذا ذَوى

He pined, so if asked why I'm silent, say

His friends who made him sing have gone away

كانوا إذا اجتَزتُ بهم رقّعوا

بالمُقَلِ الدُّعجِ خروقَ الكُوى

When I passed them, they'd patch the tatters

Of my being with joyful celebration

طابَ بهم عَيشي سوى أنَّهُ

طارَ معَ العنقاءِ نحوَ الهَوى

My life was good with them, except that

It flew with the wild geese towards passion