شَوقي يَجلُّ عَنِ الوَسائل

وَهوَى ينزّه عَن مُماثِل

My longing transcends all means,

And my love is too noble for any peer.

شَوقي يُجدّدهُ الزَّمان

إِلَيكَ لا نَحوَ المَنازل

Time renews my longing for you,

Not towards dwellings.

بُشّرتُ أَنّك قاتِلي

يا حَبَّذا إِن كُنتَ قاتل

I was given glad tidings that you are my killer.

How wonderful if you really are my killer!

زَوّد فُؤادي نَظرَة

مِن حُسنِ وَجهِكَ فَهوَ راحِل

Provide my heart with a glance

Of your beautiful face before it departs.

روحي فِداء مُبَشِّري

إِن صَحَّ أَنَّكَ لي مُواصِل

My soul is sacrificed for the one who gave me glad tidings,

If it is true that you will keep me company.

مُستَشفِعٌ بِوَسائلٍ

وَأَلَذّ مِن إِحدى الوَسائل

I seek mediation through means,

Yet the sweetest means is you yourself.

سَهَري لِغَيركَ ضائِعٌ

وَتَيمّمي بِسِواكَ باطِل

My sleeplessness is wasted on others,

And my aspirations through other than you are futile.