خَطفَ اختصارَ الصبَّرِ مُخطفُ خَصرِهِ

فَسرى الفؤادُ بأسرِهِ في أَسرهِ

The slenderness of his waist captivated

And my heart was entirely captivated by his captivation

أَضحى أسيرَ سلاسلٍ من عارضٍ

في خدِّهِ وسَلاسلِ من شَعرِهِ

I have become a prisoner of chains from his cheek

And chains from his hair

لمَّا أُصيبَ بِعارِضٍ من عارِضٍ

عَزَّاهُ عارِضُ دَمعِهِ في صَبرهِ

When struck by a glance from his glancing eyes

The streaming of his tears consoled him in his patience

قد طالَ ليلي في هَواهُ ولا أَرى

سَحراً وهذا من أَدلَّةِ سِحرهِ

My night has been long in his love and I do not see

Dawn, which is proof of his sorcery

نَشوانُ عَربدَ طَرفُهُ لَمَّا رأَى

قَلبي وقد لَجَّ الهَوىَ في سُكرِهِ

Nashwan fluttered his eyelids when he saw

My heart, drunk with passion within it

ووشى بِوَشي عِذارهِ فأظُنُّ أنَّ ال

خَدَّ أَوقَفهُ بلافِحِ جَمرهِ

And he hinted with a wink of his coyness, so I think

His cheek stopped it with a glowing ember

لا غزوَ إن أَضحى بقلبي نَازلاً

في ربعهِ والقَلبُ مَنزِلُ بَدرِهِ

No conquest, if my heart has become engaged

In its abode, while the heart is the abode of his full moon

ضَلَّيتُ من ليلي البهيمِ بِشعرهِ

في حَيرةٍ وهِدايةٍ من ثَغرهِ

I lost my way in his confusing hair during the ignorant night

Perplexed, but guided by his mouth

ما زالَ يُبدي لي هُدىً وَيُضلُّني

كُفراً فَخفتُ على الهُدى من كُفرهِ

He continued to show me guidance and lead me astray

To blasphemy, so I feared the guidance due to his blasphemy