أَقبلتْ تمشي لنا مَشْيَ الحُبابِ

ظبيةٌ تفترُّ عن مثل الحَبابِ

She came walking towards us with the gait of lovers

A gazelle revealing the likes of seeds

كلما مالَ بها سُكرُ الصِّبا

مال بي سكرُ هواها والتصابي

Whenever the intoxication of the zephyr swayed her

The intoxication of her love and mutual passion swayed me

أشعرتْ في عبراتي بَخَلاً

إذ تَجَلَّتْ فتغطَّتْ بنقابِ

She sensed stinginess in my expressions

When she appeared and covered herself with a veil

كذُكاءِ الدَّجنِ مهما هَطَلَتْ

عَبْرَةُ المُزْنِ توارتْ بالحِجابِ

Like the brightness of lightning no matter how much

The rain of sorrow poured, it was obscured by the clouds