سَلْ نَفْحَةَ الخِيريِّ في غَسَقِ الدُّجى

ما بالُهُ لَبِسَ الظَّلامَ رداءَ

Ask the breath of benevolence in the dusk of gloom

Why has he worn the garb of darkness?

حَقّاً لَعَمْرُكَ أنَّهُ ذو رِيبَةٍ

أوْ لا ففيمَ يُحاذِرُ الرُّقَباءَ

Indeed, by your life, he is suspicious

Or else why does he fear the observers?

كالصَّبِّ يُخفِي شَجْوَهُ حَتَّى إذا

جَنَّ الظَّلامُ تنفَّسَ الصُّعداءَ

Like a young man who hides his longing until when

The darkness comes, he sighs with relief