وَإِنّي لَحَيٌّ إِن شَهدت جَمالَهُ

فَإِنّ شهودَ الحِبِّ نِصفُ الحياةِ

Though I see his beauty's attestation grants me life

For lovers find in seeing beauty life's delight

وَمَيتٌ إِذا قَد غابَ عَنّي جَماله

بِبُعدٍ فَإِنّ البعدَ نِصفُ المَماتِ

Yet if his beauty from my sight should disappear

Through absence, for its distance death is halfway here