سَلا هَل سَلا عَن رَبَّةِ الخالِ وَاللَمى

مُحِبٌّ غَدا مِن ظُلمِها مُتَظَلِّما

Is there any news of the keeper of cheeks and beauty spots?

A lover will tomorrow emerge from her darkness complaining

وَهَل لاحَ بَرقٌ مِن تَبَسُّمِ ثَغرِها

فَاِمطِر إِلّا سُحُبَ أَجفانِهِ دَما

Did any lightning flash from the smile of her mouth?

That rains nothing but the clouds of her eyelids blood

مُهَفهَفَةٌ كَالخَيزَرانَةِ لَينَةٌ

يَزيدُ اِعوِجاجي حينَ زادَت تَقَوُّما

Swaying like a tender sapling

My crookedness increases when she is more upright

إِذا حادَثَت قابَلتَ دُرّاً مُنَثَّراً

وَإِن ضَحِكَت قَبّلَتُ دُرّاً مُنَظَّما

When she speaks you meet scattered pearls

And when she smiles you kiss arranged pearls

وَلَمّا وَقَفنا لِلوَداعِ عَشِيَّةً

وَنارَالجَوى لَم تَبدُ إِلّا تَضَرُّما

And when we stood to say farewell one evening

The fire of love showed nothing but embers

خَشيتُ عَلى عَيني اليَمينِ مِنَ البُكا

فَأَصبَحَ بَشّاراً وَكُنتُ مُتَمِّما

I feared for my right eye from crying

So it brought good news while I made it complete

أَما آنَ أَن تَدنو الدِيارَ بِنازِحٍ

وَهَل نافِعي قَولي بُعَيدَ النَوى أَما

Is it not time for the abodes to be near someone departing?

Is my saying of distant intentions of any use?

كَأَنَّ قِسِيَّ البَينِ لَم تَرَ في الوَرى

لِأَغرِاضِها إِلّا المُحِبّينَ أَسهُما

As if the hardness of separation did not see in the world

For its purposes other than lovers as its targets