لَئِن كُنتَ في السِنِّ تِربَ الهِلالِ

لَقَد فُقتَ في الحُسنِ بَدرَ الكَمالِ

Though you may be young as the crescent moon

In beauty you shine bright as the full moon

أَما وَالَّذي نَكَّدَ الحَظَّ فِيَّ

دُنُوُّ المَكانِ بِبُعدِ المَنالِ

By Him who has saddened my fate

The nearness of place cannot replace the farness of attainment

لَقَد بَلَّغَتني دَواعي هَواكَ

إِلى غايَةٍ ما جَرَت لي بِبالِ

The promptings of your love have carried me

To limits beyond what occurred to me

فَقُل لِلهَوى يَجرِ مِلءَ العِنانِ

فَمَيدانُ قَلبي رَحيبُ المَجالِ

So say to passion to hold the reins slack

For the field of my heart is open and vast