يا تائه في الأكوان

عن مضناه في غفله

O wanderer in the universes

Of his suffering in his heedlessness

حسنك ما له ثاني

من بديع صنع اللَه

Your beauty has no second

Of the wonderful making of Allah

طرفك أسهر المُعاني

حين نام في أمان اللَه

Your glance, the most wakeful of meanings

When it slept in the safety of Allah

فانظر للفتى العاني

وارحم ذُلّه باللَه

So look upon the suffering young man

And have mercy on his humiliation through Allah

يا غصناً تثنيه

كل الناس تهواه

O branch that

All people desire it

وبدراً تجلّيه

جلّ اللَه مولاه

And full moon that reveals it

Allah has made his Master glorious

حسب الصبّ يكفيه

قد ذوّبت أحشاه

According to the passion that suffices him

His intestines have melted

لك صبح الجبين أضحى

في ليل الشعر هادي

For you the dawn of the forehead has become

In the night of poetry a guide

سكران قط ما يصحى

مَن كان في هواك غادي

Never sober is the drunk one

Who went crazy in your love

صبره عنك صار يُمحي

من وَجد له بادي

His patience from you has been erased

Who found for him a guide

قد صار فيك يا جاني

بعد العزّ في ذُلّه

In you, O tormentor, has become

After glory in his humiliation