أَلا بأَبي زائِرِي في العتَمْ
بوجْهٍ يُجلِّي سَواد الظُّلَمْ
Oh, my dear friend came to me in the dark night
With a face that dispels the blackness of gloom
تَكَتَّم باللَّيْلِ في ظِلِّهِ
وهل يُمْكِنُ الصُّبْحُ أَن يُكتَتَمْ
He snuck in the night under its cover
And can the dawn ever be concealed?
أَتى يسْتَجِيرُ أَلِيفاً له
كما جاوب البانُ رطب العنَمْ
He came seeking refuge, a friend of his
As the wild olive answers the ripe fruit
وقد رقَّ مَا وَرْدُ تلك الخُدُودِ
بما سال مِن مِسْك تِلْكَ اللِّمَمْ
The roses of those cheeks have been softened
By the musk dripping from those pretty lips
وكانَ يُحمْحِمُ تَحْتَ العِذارِ
كحمْحمةِ الخَيْلِ تَحْتَ اللُّجمْ
And he was murmuring under the veil
Like the neighing of horses under the bridle
فقُلْتُ مَنِ الزَّائِرِي والدُّجى
يَسُدُّ العُيُونَ بِثَوْبٍ أَحمّ
So I said who's this visitor in the dark
That covers eyes with a garment, so obscure?
فقالَ أَبُو جَعْفَرٍ لائِمٌ
بما جِئْتَ مِن كَذِبٍ يُنْتَظَمْ
Abu Ja'far blamed me
For the lies I came up with, so naïve
فأَيْقَنْتُ أَنَّ أَبا خالِدٍ
سَرى وخيالَ حَبِيبي أَلَمّ
I knew for certain that Abu Khalid
Was the fantasy and dreams of my love, so dear
فأَبْصرْتُ وجْهاً حكاهُ الهِلال
وثغراً حكى الدُّرّ لمّا ابْتَسمْ
I saw a face like the crescent moon
And lips like pearls when they smile
وإِلا فَعفْوٌ يُقِيلُ العِثار
فذُو العرْشِ يَرْحمُ مَن قد رحِمْ
Otherwise, forgiveness overlooks mistakes
For the Lord of the Throne has mercy on those He loves
فقالَ بلِ العفُو ياسيّدِي
وقَبَّلَني مِن بَعِيدٍ وضَمّ
He said: But forgiveness, my master
And kissed me from afar and embraced
فبِتُّ على بردِ طِيبِ الرّضا
أُسرُّ بلَيْلِي وإِنْ لم أَنَمْ
I spent the night happy with sweet acceptance
Delighted with my night, even without sleep
وقُلْتُ ابْنَ زَيْدُونَ لا كُنْتَ لِي
بِخَالٍ ولا كُنْتَ لِي بابْن عَمّ
And I said: Son of Zaydun, you weren't to me
A maternal uncle, nor a cousin
خَبيثٌ سَعى بَيْنَنا بالنَّمِيم
وقَطَّعَ خُلَّتنَا بالجلَمْ
An evil man who sowed discord with gossip
And severed our friendship with wounding words