شرّد النوم غزالاً شردا

أوجد الوجد بقلبي أبدا

Sleep has scattered a gazelle, scattering

Forever longing awoke in my heart

كم تثنّى وانثنى عنّي وكم

وَعَدَ الزّورة زُوراً وعَدا

How much he twisted and turned away from me and how much

The mocker falsely promised and appointed

قادني الحسن إلى تعذيبه

أسفي إذ ليس يخشى قَوَدا

Beauty led me to its torment

Alas, it does not fear being tied down

هو غصن هو بد كلما

ماس تيهاً ودلالاً قد بدا

It is a branch, it is a wonder, whenever

It roams lost and flirts, it appears

كلما كلم قلبي طرفه

أخلق الصبر وشوقي جدّدا

Whenever its glance speaks to my heart

I summon patience while my passion renews

ورد ماء خدّه والريق من

ماء ورد فيّ ناراً أوقدا

The water of his cheek and the saliva from

Water and rose, lit a fire in me

ورد الصبّ لَمَاه ظامياً

فاستقى من ذاك حتفاً وردى

The youth whose water is rose, thirsty

Drank from it and met a rosy death

كاد أن يفنى أسىً لولم يكن

في التصابي لاصطباري أرشدا

He would have perished from anguish had it not been

For my patience guiding me in adversities

فلدى الأحباب يشكو ما بها

ولدي العذّال يبدي جلدا

So with the loved ones he laments what ails him

While with the tormentor he shows endurance