تَحَجَّب عَن عَيني فَزادَ بِيَ الجَوى

وَضاقَت بِيَ الدُّنيا وَزادَ التحيُّرُ

He hid from my eyes, so my passion grew

The world narrowed for me and confusion increased

وَلَكِن بِشَمسِ الأُفقِ دامَ تَذكُّري

مَحاسِنَه وَالشّيءُ بِالشّيءِ يُذكَرُ

But with the sun on the horizon my memory remains

Of his beauty, for one thing recalls another