ويطربني منها حديثٌ كأنه

زلال الصفا يجري على كبدي الحرى

It delights me with a tale as if it were

The clear water of al-Safa flowing over my confused liver

تقول ارى في شعرك السحر كله

وكيف لقلبي ان يغالبَ ذا السحرا

You say you see in my poetry all magic

And how can my heart overcome such magic

يقلبني بين المسرة والأسى

فحيناً أرى ثلجاً وحيناً ارى جمرا

It turns me between joy and sorrow

Sometimes I see ice and sometimes embers

ولولاه لم يعصف هواك بمهجتي

ولا صرت مولىً مستقلاً بها حرا

And if it weren't for it, your love would not have stormed my mind

And I would not have become a master freely wandering with it

ولا سقطت في قبضتيك غدائري

ولا مسَّ فوك النهد مني والثغرا

And I would not have fallen into your grasp confused

And your mouth and cheek would not have touched me

فسبحان من أعطاك قوة روحه

وأعنى لك الأرواح منقادةً قسرا

So glory to Him who gave you the power of His spirit

And made the spirits submissively yielding to you perforce

ترفق بمن صيرتها في الهوى كما

ترى آية في صفحة الكون لا تقرا

Be gentle with those whom you have made love-crazed

As you see a sign in the page of the universe that does not settle

ألا إن ذا الشعر الالهي خالدٌ

وحسب ثريا أن تصوغ بها الشعرا

Lo! This divine poetry is immortal

And it suffices Thurayya that you cast poetry with it