زارَني مَن خَلَعتُ فيهِ عِذاري

وَفُؤادي عَلى شَفا الاِنتِظارِ

The one for whom I had shed my modesty visited me

While my heart was on the verge of waiting

فَتَرَشَّفتُ مِن ثَناياهُ خَمراً

فَضلُها أَنَّها بِلا خَمّارِ

So I sipped wine from his cheeks

Its excellence being it was without a veil

وَالدُجى بِالصَباحِ يُبدي اِختِلاطا

كَاِختِلاطِ العِتابِ بِالإِعتِذارِ

And the darkness at dawn reveals a blending

Like the blending of reproach and apology