بِتْنَا عَلى حالٍ يَسُرُّ الهَوَى

وَرُبَّما لا يُمْكِنُ الشَّرْحُ

We were in a state that delights desire

And perhaps words cannot explain

بَوَّابُنا اللَّيْلُ وَقُلْنا لَهُ

إِنْ غِبْتَ عَنّا دَخَلَ الصُّبْحُ

Our night was the gatekeeper and we told it

If you are absent from us, morning will come in