أَنا الّذي لِلواحي حَيثُ قابَلَهم

أَضحى يُداريهِم وَيَخشى تقوُّلَهم

I am the one who met them where the valleys lie

And now avoids and fears their fickleness

وَحَيث عَن حِبِّه قَد كانَ سائلَهم

قَالوا حَبيبُكَ مَحمومٌ فَقُلت لَهُم

And where about his love he asked of them

They said your lover is sick, and so I told them

أَنا الّذي كُنت في حِمّائِهِ سبَبا

لا تَعجَبوا فَلظىً كَالجزءِ مِن خَلَدي

I am the one whose love was cause of his fever

Be not surprised that the blaze was part of me

وَإِنَّ نارَ الدُّنى كَالبعضِ مِن جَسدي

مُذ زَارَني بَعدَ أَن أَفنى الهَوى جلَدي

And worldly fire is like my body's limb

Since he visited when love all my skin did sear

عانَقتُهُ وَلَهيبُ النَّارِ في كَبِدي

فَأَثَّرت فيهِ تِلكَ النّارُ فَاِلتَهَبا

I embraced him though fire raged in my liver

So that fire did mark him, and he caught aflame