غَلطَ الحَبيبُ فَزارَني في لَيلَةٍ

وَعَلى العَفافِ لَهُ اِعتَنقت وَلي اِعتَنق

My beloved was wrong, so he visited me one night

And I embraced his virtue, though he did not embrace me

حَتّى تَبَدّى الفَجرُ مُبتَسِماً لَنا

وَاِنشقّ صَدرُ الشّوقِ عنهُ وَاِنفَلَق

Until dawn's smile appeared before us

And the chest of yearning for him split open and cracked