ما في وقوفِكَ في الجرعاءِ من عارِ

إن لم تكن من سَقامِي والضنَّى عاري

There is no shame in your standing in the desolate valley

If you are not afflicted by my illness and poverty, you have no shame

هذي ملاعبُ ذاكَ الرِّيمِ فارمِ بِها

معي لحاظَكَ دون الرَّكبِ يا حارِ

These are the playing fields of that gazelle, so throw with them

Take your bedroll away from the caravan with me, O freeman

قِف لي فلي في وقوفي بالحمى أَرَبٌ

واكتُم لَقيتَ سروراً ثمَّ أَسراري

Stop for me, for in my stopping at the sanctuary are wonders

Conceal that you found joy, then my secrets

وانظر مغازلَتي ذاكَ الغزالَ إذا

رنا وماسَ بعسَّال وبتَّارِ

And watch my flirting with that gazelle when

He rang and touched the horseman and the knight

رمي فؤادي وما عندي لهُ تِرَةٌ

بأسهمٍ فُوِّقت من غيرِ أوتارِ

I cast my heart and I have no quiver for it

With arrows that flew without bowstrings

فحيَّرَ الفَرقَ ما بينَ الدُّجى وضُحىً

وحيَّر الخدَّ بينَ الماءِ والنارِ

So he confused the difference between dusk and dawn

And confused the cheek between water and fire

من ضلَّ في شَعرهِ يُهدَي بمبسمهِ

وثغرهِ البارقِ الشاري بهِ شاري

Whoever is lost in his poetry is guided by his smile

And his radiant, captivating mouth

رفعتُ قصَّةَ دمعِ العينِ لي وَقِعٌ

لا ينقطع رسمُ هذا المدمعِ الجاري

I raised the story of the tear of the eye, and it was continuously flowing

Never ceasing, the flow of this streaming tear

ويحَ المعرَّجِ بالأطلالِ يندبُها

ماذا يفيدُ سؤالُ الرَّسمِ والدارِ

Woe to whoever climbs the ruins, lamenting them

What use is asking about the imprint and the house?