مولاي ما في العين من ماءٍ سوى

ماء الدموع فدع كلام الآسي

My Master, there is no water in the eye but

The water of tears, so leave the sorrowful's talk

لو زرتني لرأيت في الليل الضحى

يا ورد أيناسي الذكيّ وآسي

If you visited me, you would see the bright night

O narcissus flower, where is my intimate, the wise and sorrowful one