وشادِنٍ زارَني والليْلُ في غَسَقٍ

فَزاغَ منْ نُورِهِ لَحظايَ واِختُطِفا

The nightly shadows wept for me when light

Fled from my eyes and left me in dark plight.

وقَدْ طَفى ريقُهُ نارَ الحَشا وجَنى

مِنْ خدِّه نَظَري للوَرْدِ وَاِقْتَطفا

My tears, fire-hot, sped down my cheek, and he

Plucked roses that on my cheek bloomed bright.