سَقَمي في الحُبِّ عَافِيَتي

وَوُجُودِي فِي الهَوَى عَدَمي

My sickness in love is my health,

And my being in passion is my annihilation,

وَعَذَابٌ تَرتَضُونَ بِهِ

فِي فَمِي أحلَى مِنَ النِّعَمِ

And a torment you are pleased with

Is in my mouth sweeter than bounties,

مَا لِضُرِّ فِي مَحَبَّتِكُم

عِندَنا والله مِن أَلَمِ

No harm in loving you,

By God, brings us pain.