أَنحَلَني بِصَدِّهِ

أَنحَلَني بِصَدِّهِ

وَهَدَّني بِبُعدِهِ

وَهَدَّني بِبُعدِهِ

He has wasted me away by turning from me,

and broken me with his distance.

خِشفٌ لَهُ مِن ثَغرِهِ

خِشفٌ لَهُ مِن ثَغرِهِ

مِثلُ الَّذي في عِقدِهِ

مِثلُ الَّذي في عِقدِهِ

A fawn—his mouth holds

the like of what lies in his necklace.

يَقُدُّ قَلبي بِالَّذي

يَقُدُّ قَلبي بِالَّذي

يَهُزُّهُ مِن قَدِّهِ

يَهُزُّهُ مِن قَدِّهِ

He cleaves my heart with what

he sets swaying in his slender form.

كَأَنَّ دَمعي مُذ جَفا

كَأَنَّ دَمعي مُذ جَفا

مُعتَصَرٌ مِن خَدِّهِ

مُعتَصَرٌ مِن خَدِّهِ

As though I were my tears, since he turned away—

wrung from his cheek.