إن هامَ قلبي بهذا الشَّادنِ الشَّادي

فلا تَلُمني فهذا عينُ إرشادي

My heart is infatuated with this graceful beloved,

So do not blame me, for this is my guide to righteousness.

رَنا بطرفٍ مريضِ الجَفنِ مُنكسرٍ

فمن رأى جُؤذُرا يلهو بآساد

He glanced at me with eyes, sick and tearful,

So who would see a gazelle playing with lions?

جَفنٌ رَوى عنه ما يرويه من سَقمٍ

جسمي فصحَّ بهِ نَقلي وإسنادي

An eyelid that showed the sickness that afflicts my body,

So it was clarified by my words and composition.

في ثغرهِ والقَوامِ اللَّدنِ ألفُ غنىً

عن أبرقِ الجزعِ بل عن بانة الوادي

In his mouth and tender stature I find abundant melody,

Beyond the lightning of sadness, even beyond the valleys of separation.

سُبحانَ مُطلعِ بدرِ التَّمِّ منهُ على

غُصنِ رطيبٍ منَ الأغصانِ ميادِ

Glory to the riser of the full moon of perfection,

From it, a moist branch among the branches sways.

سَكرتُ من نشوةٍ في مُقلتيهِ صَحا

منها وزادَ ضلالي وجهُه الهادي

I became drunk on an intoxication in his glances,

Through it, my misguidance increased, and his face guided me.

يزدادُ قلبي بثغر منهُ مبتسم

رَّياً وإنِّي إلى تقبيلهِ صادي

My heart increases with a smile from him,

Becoming moist, and I am intent on kissing him.

ما ضرَّني ما أُقاسي فيه من سَقَمٍ

ومن ضنىً لو غدا من بعضِ عُوَّادي

The sickness and disdain I suffer does not harm me,

Even if it comes from some of my beloved friends.

يا نظرةً بعدَ عزِّي قد ذَللتُ بها

حتَّى غدوتُ أسيراً ليسَ لي فادي

O glance, after my glory you have humbled me,

Until I became a captive with no redeemer.

بَدا فغادرَ طرفي من مهابتهِ

وحُسنهِ بينَ إصدارٍ وإيرادِ

He appeared and then left, my eyelids terrified by his awe,

And beauty between daring and retreating.

شُغلتُ فيه به عمَّن سِواهُ فَلا

أبكي الدِّيارَ ولا أستوقفُ الحادي

I became preoccupied with him over all others,

No longer crying over homelands, nor pausing for the guide.