أَنا صَبٌّ قَد سَقاهُ في الهَوى
بَدرُ حسنٍ خَمرَ وَجدٍ ثمّ راحْ
I am a lovesick lover, plied in love
I am a youth whom desire has made drunk,
With the wine of longing by a full moon of beauty, who then departed.
With a full moon of beauty and passionate fervor.
سارَ في الأَرضِ بِوَجدٍ هائِماً
دَمعُهُ مِن فَوقِها سالَ وَساح
He wandered the earth, distraught with longing;
He wandered the earth, crazed with ardor,
His tears flowed and spread across it.
His tears from above rained and poured.
Sol 6.1