أضنى فؤاديَ ظبي الفرس حين رنا

بمقلة نفثت بالسحر جفناها

My heart yearned like a horse yearns for a doe when she called out

With eyelids that breathed magic at dawn

له محيّاً لو انَّ الشمس ترمقه

لبرقعت خجلاً منه محياها

If the sun were to rise for him as a greeting

It would veil its face in shyness before his