ما بين ناظر مقلتي وجفونها

وَقَعَ القذى فأطار ذاك منامي

Between my admiring eyes and her eyelids

A mote fell, and so ended my dream

فالحمد للّه الذي قد سرّني

بزواله فشفى بذاك سقامي

So praise be to God, who has gladdened me

By its passing, for that cured my lovesick heart