غزال يستطاب الموت فيه
ويعذب في محاسنه العذاب
A gazelle, in whom death is made sweet
And torment is found in his beauty
يقبله اللثام هوى وشوقاً
ويجني ورد خديه النقاب
The veil kisses him in love and longing
And the veil reaps the roses of his cheeks
غزال يستطاب الموت فيه
ويعذب في محاسنه العذاب
A gazelle, in whom death is made sweet
And torment is found in his beauty
يقبله اللثام هوى وشوقاً
ويجني ورد خديه النقاب
The veil kisses him in love and longing
And the veil reaps the roses of his cheeks