قَدْ زَارَنِي مِنْ غَيْرِ وَعْدٍ سَابِقٍ

فَشَفَى فُؤَاداً بِالصُّدُودِ أعَلَّهُ

He visited me without prior promise

And healed a heart afflicted with rejection

وَلَقَدْ وَدِدْتُ بِأنْ تَكُونَ مَحَاجِرِي

عِوَضَ الثَّرَى كَيْمَا تُقَبِّلَ نَعْلَهُ

How I wish my cheeks were his shoes

Instead of earth, that they might kiss his feet