بدرٌ يحُلُّ عناداً كُلَّ منزلةٍ

يَحلُّ فيها إذا ما شدَّ بَندَ قَبَا

A full moon that sheds light at every stop,

Shining wherever its cloth is fastened.

قَد عمَّهُ خَالُهُ حُسناً فصيَّرهث

بدعاً فُقُلتُ لقلبي أُمَّهُ فَأبى

Its beauty encompasses it entirely, making it

A marvel. I said to my heart, "Her mother," but it refused,

وقال واللهِ لا أهوى سواهُ ولا

أكونُ يوماً للوعاتِ الهوَى سَبَبا

Saying, "By God, I love no one but him,

And I'll never be a reason for the pains of love."

وما انتفاعي ببدرٍ لا يُفارقُهُ

نَحسٌ وحسبُكَ بدرٌ قارنَ الذَّنبا

Of what use is a moon that misfortune never leaves,

And it's enough for you, a moon joined with guilt.