أَتاكَ مُحَيِّياً عَني اِعتِذارا

عَذارى دونَهُ ريقُ العَذارى

My messenger came to you apologizing on my behalf

His apology is sweeter than the juice of fruits

تَخالُ الشَهدَ مِنهُ مُستَمَدّاً

وَنَفحَ المِسكِ مِنهُ مُستَعارا

As if drawing honey from his words

And borrowing the scent of musk from him

يَروقُ العَينَ مِنهُ جِسمُ ماءٍ

غَدا ثَوبُ الهَواءِ لَهُ شِعارا

His body pleases the eye like water

The garment of air became his banner

وَلَولا أَنَّني قَد نِلتُ مِنهُ

وَلَم أَسكَر لَخِلتُ بِهِ عُقارا

Had I not been satiated by him

I would have taken him as a healing potion

بَعَثتُ بِهِ وَلَو أَهدَيتُ نَفسي

إِلَيكَ لَكانَ مِن بِرّي اِقتِصارا

I sent him though had I offered myself to you

It would have been too little of my duty

فَأَنعِم بِالقَبولِ فَرُبَّ نُعمى

أَعَدتَ بِها دُجى لَيلي نَهارا

So kindly accept him, for many a bounty

You have prepared to turn my night into day