هَبَّتْ مِنَ النَّومِ عَيْنُ البَهارْ

تُومي بلَحْظٍ رَقيعِ إلى اقْتِبال الرَّبيعِ

The eye of spring has awoken from sleep

It gives a tender glance towards the coming of spring

رَقَّت حَواشي الزَّمانِ

والفَصْلُ يا صاحِ ثانِ

The edges of time have softened

And the season, oh companion, is renewed

فَفُضَّ خَتْمَ الدِّنانِ

على اصْطِفاقِ المَثاني

The seal of eternity was broken

By the tight embrace of the years

ولتجْلُها ذاتَ نُورٍ ونارْ

رَقراقةً عنْ نَجيعِ كَدَمْعِ صَبٍّ فَجيعِ

And so it dawns with light and fire

Sparkling from a tearful early morning rain

ذا الجَوُّ كاسي الأديمِ

مُزمَّلٌ في الغُيومِ

The weather in this eternal garb

Is clothed in clouds

دفاع بَردِ النَّسيمِ

فهاتِها يا نَديمي

Shielding from the cold breeze

So bring it here, my friend

دِفْئاً لجِسْمٍ صَرِيعِ الوَقارْ

وطيبُ عيشِ الخَليعِ في رَشْفِ ثغر البضيعِ

As warmth for a dignified weary body

And the sweetness of dissolute life in a lip's sip of wine

مالي وثَنْي العِنانِ

عن رَشْفِ بِنْتِ الدِّنانِ

What is holding back my reins

From the sip of the daughter of the vine

كلّا وشَدْوُ المَثاني

ما إن أرَى عنهُ ثانِ

Never, though the years tighten

When I see it renewed

فَهاتِ مِنْ كفِّ ذاتِ سِوارْ

كالبَدْرِ عِنْدَ الطلوعِ مُتَوّجاً بهَزيعِ

So bring in your bejeweled hand

Like the rising full moon crowned with a halo

بالنّفس ظَبْيةُ خِدْرِ

بِنتُ ثَمانِ وعَشْرِ

My soul is a young gazelle

Daughter of eight and ten

حَلَّتْ بأحْناءِ صَدْري

ثُمَّ تَدينُ بَهجْري

Who has settled in my breast

Then is shy of my estrangement

يا لائِمي في دُموعي الغِزارْ

دَعْني فَسَكْبُ الدُّموعِ للصَّبِّ أيّ شَفيعِ

Oh you who blame my plentiful tears

Let me be, for tears are permitted for the ardent lover

ضَنَّتْ بنَيْلِ الوِصالِ

حتَّى بِطيبِ الخَيال

She has hoarded the attainment of union

Until fantasies no longer matter

تيَّاهَةٌ ما تُبالي

فَظَلْتُ أشدو بِحالي

Wandering without care

So I remain singing of my state

كَمْ يَدوم ذا الصُّدودْ والنِّفارْ

يا مَنْ سَكَنْ بَيْن ضُلوعي

How long will this aloofness and estrangement last

Oh you who resides between my ribs

أَشْ يَعْجَبَكْ في وُلوعي

Are you not amazed by my passion