سقاني السُّلافةَ من ريقه

وأقطفنِي الوردَ من خدِّهِ

She quenched my thirst with her saliva

And plucked for me roses from her cheek

وعوّضنِي بقصير الوصا

لِ عمّا تطاول من صدِّهِ

She compensated my short reach

For what was beyond my grasp

وأوسعنِي الكَثْرَ من رِفْدِه

وما كنتُ أطمع في وعدِهِ

She gave me plenty from her gifts

Though I did not hope for her promise

وقلتُ لمن لام في حبّهِ

غَششتَ فمن ليَ مِن بعدِهِ

And I said to those who blamed me for loving her

You have faulted me, but who else is there for me after her?

وشاع غرامي به في الأنامِ

فما لي سبيلٌ إلى جَحْدِهِ

And my love for him spread among the people

So I have no way to deny it

ومن أين أطلب في حُسنهِ

لَه الشَّبه والحسنُ من عندِهِ

And from where can I seek, in his beauty?

The resemblance and beauty are from Him