وَحَقِّ جُفُونِكَ فَهْيَ الَّتي

إِذا ما حَلَفْتُ بِها أَصْدُقُ

By the truth of your eyelids, to which

If I swear, I am truthful

لَقَدْ فَتَحَ الشَّوْقُ لِي مِنْ هَوَا

كَ بَاباً مِنَ الشَّوْقِ لا يُغْلَقُ

Desire for you has opened for me

A door of desire that cannot be shut

كأَنَّ دُمُوعي عَلَى وَجْنَتِي

لُجَيْنٌ عَلَى ذَهَبٍ مُحْرَقُ

As though my tears upon my cheek

Were melted gold on burning gold