بَني العِشقِ شَمسُ الجَمالِ هوَت

بِغَربِ العِذارِ مِنَ الأشنَبِ

The sun of beauty set in the land of love

With the blush of coyness in the west

وَسَوفَ تَعودُ طلوعاً إِلَيهِ

كَأَنْ لَم تُوَلِّ وَلَم تغرُبِ

And it will return to rise over it

As though it had not set or dipped down

فَتوبوا مِنَ العِشقِ مِن قبلِ أَن

نَرى الشَّمسَ تَبدو مِنَ المَغرِبِ

So repent of love before

We see the sun rise from the west