أَصداغك وَالنَفسُ بِها مَربوطَه

أَلقى زُمَر الهَوى بِها مَغبوطَه

Your temple I cherish, my soul to it chained

The legions of passion for it are ordained

عَن قيدك لَو حلَّ فؤادي قالَت

ما عَقدُكُمُ مَعي سوى أنشوطَه

If from your bond my heart could get free

Naught but a flimsy rope us had constrained