أتَاحَ لمقلتي السَّهَرَا

وجارَ عليّ واقتَدَرَا

Sleeplessness has granted my words

Free rein as they flow and take shape

غزالٌ لو جرى نَفسي

عليه لذاب وانفَطَرا

A gazelle, had it been my soul

Would have melted and burst from pain

ولكن عينُه حشدت

ليّ الغُنْجَ والحَوَرا

But his eyes gathered for me

Bashfulness, confusion and love

ومحمد أودى به قمرٌ

فكيف يعاقِب القمرا

Muhammad was smitten by a moon

So how can he punish the moon?