ثوبٌ من الحب أودى بي مشهره
فالجسم أصفره والدَّمع أحمره
A garment of love has destroyed me, its sword
Has turned my body yellow, and my tears red
يا من يغيِّر جسم الصبّ من سقم
كن كيف شئت فهذا لا يغيّره
O He who can change the body of the loved one from illness
Be as you wish, for this does not change it
طوى هواكَ بقلبٍ تلك عادته
وإنما علميّ المدح ينشره
Fold your love in a heart, such is its habit
And my expertise is only to spread praise of it
من لا خلا من نداه البيت نسكنه
ولا خلا من ثناه البيت نشعره
Whoever's house is not devoid of his boons,
And whose house is not devoid of his praises, we reside in it
يا صاحباً لم يُضع قصد الوفود له
وضاعَ نشر الغوالي حين نذكره
O companion whom the purpose of delegations was not lost to
And the spreading of favors was not lost when we mention him
تهنَّ بالعيد إما المرتجى نبدي
أو الحسود بأنكاد تفطره
Rejoice in the feast, either we initiate what is hoped for
Or the envious with animosity try to break it
وأمر بنشرِ سماطٍ منك يجبرنا
ونحنُ في رسمنا بالأكل نجبره
And he ordered the spreading of carpets from you that console us
While we in our principles are compelled to eat it