إن غرامي يا أبا مسلم

الى غريمي في الهوى مسلمي

My love for you, O Abu Muslim

Is devoted to my beloved

فلا تسل يوم النوى عن دمٍ

سال من الأجفان كالعندم

So do not ask on the day of intent about blood

That flowed from my eyelids like beads

حتى بدت لي من منى ظبية

ما بين شعب الخيف والمأزم

Until a gazelle appeared to me from Mina

Between the valley of Kheif and M’zam

أعرتها طرف خلى من ال

وجد فغارت واستحلت دمي

I showed her a glance emptied of

Presence, so she was startled and made lawful my blood

فقلت والأجفان منهلة

من سقم في جفنها مسقمي

So I said, and my eyelids were

Dripping from the sickness in them diseased

الله يا ظبية خيفي مني

في محرمٍ لولاك لم يحرم

O gazelle, spare me

In a sacred state but for you unforbidden

وإنما حج ليلقاك في

جملة من يلقاك في الموسم

I only made pilgrimage to meet you among

A group of those who meet you at the season

أبحت ما حرمه الله من

قتل حنيف ناسكٍ محرم

I divulged what Allah has forbidden of

Killing a devout ascetic in sacred garb

ردي عليه قلبه تؤجري

ولا تسبيحي دمه تأثمي

Return his heart to him and you will be rewarded

And do not make my praise of his blood a sin

لا تقتليه فله معشر

ما الدهر من بأسهم محتمي

Do not kill him for he has a party

The days have no power against their shelter