وَعاذِرٍ قَد كانَ لي عاذِلا
في أَرَبٍ قَد صارَ لي آمِلا
My reproacher was once my censurer
In a time that has now become my hope
آدَ بِقَلبي وَهوَ في طَيِّهِ
فَصارَ مَحمولاً بِهِ حامِلا
My inner self melted for him while he was cloaked
So it became something carried by the bearer
وَدونَ ماءِ الحُسنِ مِن وَقدِهِ
مايَصدُرُ الطَرفُ بِهِ ناهِلا
Without the water of beauty from his kindling
My gaze could not be sated by it
وَكانَ قَلبي دونَهُ واقِداً
وَماءُ جَفني فَوقَهُ جائِلا
While my heart was kindled below him
And the water of my eyelids pouring above him
أَخوضُ في الحُبِّ بِهِ لُجَّةً
لَم تَرمِ بي مِن سَلوَةٍ ساحِلا
I delve into love with him in a deep sea
That has not cast me onto moistened shores
أَما تَرى أُعجوبَةً أَن تَرى
في الحُبِّ مَقتولاً فَدى قاتِلا
Do you not see the marvel that you may behold
One slain by love, ransoming his killer?
وَيُجتَنى نورُ نَسيبي بِهِ
غَضّاً وَجِسمي غُصناً ذابِلا
And the light of my beloved is shrouded by it
Languid, while my body becomes a withered branch
عُلَّقتُهُ أَحوى اللَمى أَحوَراً
عاطِرَ أَنفاسِ الصِبا عاطِلا
I idolized him, bending with love-sickness
Fragrant with the breaths of forgotten youth
مُعتَدِلاً مُعتَدِياً في الهَوى
أَحبِب بِهِ مُعتَدِلاً مائِلا
Upright or violating propriety in passion
I loved him upright yet inclining
غَشيتُ مِن مُقلَتِهِ بابِلاً
سِحراً وَمِن لَحظَتِهِ نابِلا
I was bewitched by his eyelashes and glance
Enchanted and made tearful by his melting look
شَطَّ وَلي مِن شَغَفٍ فِكرَةٌ
أَراهُ في مِرآتِها ماثِلا
Desire has let loose my thoughts like mares
I see him reflected in their galloping stampede
فَما أَراهُ ظاعِناً راحِلاً
إِلّا أَراهُ قاطِناً نازِلا
Whenever I see him departing and traveling
I find him staying and lodging
وَإِنَّ لي طَرفاً بِهِ ساهِداً
وَجداً وَدَمعاً هامِراً هامِلا
And I have an eye that keeps vigil with him
My inner depths, tears and sighs keeping pace
كَأَنَّ نَومي ضَلَّ عَن ناظِري
فَباتَ دَمعي سائِلاً سائِلا
As if my sleep had strayed from my eyes
So my tears flowed ceaselessly through the night
