جِسمي غَدا بالِياً مِثل الرَّدى خَلقاً

يَجوزُ في العِشقِ مِن داءٍ إِلى داءِ

My body has become tired like ruins in creation

In love, it is possible to go from one affliction to another

أَرَدتُ أَغسِلُه أَبغي نَظافَتَهُ

فَخِفتُ مِن غَسلِهِ يَجري مَعَ الماءِ

I wanted to wash it, I wanted its cleanliness

But I feared that washing it would drain it away with the water