بَذَرَ الحُبُّ بَذْرَهُ
في فُؤادي فَأوْرَقا
Love sowed its seeds deep within me,
And in my heart, they sprouted leaves.
بِلِحاظٍ نَوافِثٍ
فَجَنَى حَظِّيَ الشَّقا
With glances casting potent spells,
My fortune harvested despair.
وسَعَى فيهِ مُهْرَهُ
عَادِياً ثمَّ أعْنَقا
Love's steed ran wild within my breast,
Charging hard, then galloping free.
رُبَّ ظَبْيٍ عَلِقْتُهُ
بالبَها قَدْ تَقَرْطَقا
O for a gazelle I held so dear,
Cloaked in robes of radiant light.
ثمَّ من وَصْلِهِ الجَمي
لِ غَدا القَلْبُ مُمْلِقا
Then, severed from his lovely grace,
My heart was left in poverty.
سَحَرَ اللُّبَّ طَرْفُهُ
مَا دَها الرِّيقَ لو رَقى
His glance bewitched my very core;
His nectar heals, were he to cure.
أوْصَبَ الصَّبَّ صَدُّهُ
والشَّقا لَوْ تَرَفَّقا
His shunning made the lover sick,
Though kindness could have eased the woe.
صارَ مُلْقًى بِحُبِّهِ
موثَقاً لَيْسَ مُطْلَقا
I am cast down by love of him,
A captive bound, never set free.
صارَ ذا جِنَّةٍ بِهِ
ذا عَذابٍ مُؤَرّقا
Possessed by madness for his sake,
In torment held, bereft of sleep.
يَرْقُبُ البَدْرَ جَفْنُهُ
لِيُناجيهِ مَا لَقى
My eyelid watches for the moon,
To whisper all the pain I bore.
هامَ في العَيْنِ غَرْبُهُ
وهَمَى ثمَّ أغْدَقا
The tear-duct wandered in the eye,
It flowed, then poured a heavy rain.
وهَمَى صَوْبُ هَمِّهِ
فَاسْتَقَى منهُ مَا اسْتَقى
The clouds of sorrow drenched my soul,
And from that grief, I drank my fill.
كَمْ قُلوبٍ تَفَطَّرَتْ
ودَمٍ صار مُهْرَقا
How many hearts were cleft in two,
And innocent blood was spilled in vain?
ودُموعٍ تَسَلْسَلَتْ
مثلَ غَيْمٍ تَدَفَّقا
And tears that flowed in endless chains,
Just like a cloud that bursts in flood.
دونَ أنْ تَبْلَعَ النُّفو
سُ رُضاباً مُرَوَّقا
Before the thirsting souls could taste
The pure elixir of his mouth.
وشَقيقٍ بِخَدِّهِ
مُهَجَ الخَلْقِ شَقَّقَ
The red anemone of his cheek
Has split the hearts of all mankind.
ثَغْرُهُ من عُقودِهِ
ودُموعي تَنَسَّقا
His smiling mouth, with rows of pearls,
Is matched by my cascading tears.
خَصْرُهُ من نَحافَتي
وَنُحولي تَمَنْطَقا
His waist, from my infirmity,
Has tied a belt of thinness on.
مَرْشَفاهُ بِخَدِّه
ودِمائي تخلَّقا
His sipping lips beside his cheek
Are colored crimson by my blood.
مِن لَظَى جَمرِ خَدِّهِ
كَبِدي قَدْ تَحَرَّقا
From the fierce burning of his cheek,
My liver has been seared to ash.
قَدُّهُ فَوْقَ رِدْفِه
غُصْنُ بانِ على نَقا
His torso rises o'er his hips,
A willow branch upon a dune.
جيدُهُ تَحْتَ فَرْعِهِ
بَرْقُ غَيْمٍ تَألَّقا
His neck beneath his flowing hair
Is lightning flashing through the clouds.
نَسَبي في غَرامِهِ
نَسَباً صارَ مُعْرِقا
My lineage in the love of him
Has grown deep roots of ancient stock.
