قَدْ كَساني لباسَ سُقْمِ وذله

حبُ غَيْدَاءَ بالجْمال مُدله

Disease and hardship have clothed me,

Love of the beauty of Ghayda enslaved me,

سَلَبتني وغَيبتْني عَنيِّ

وَغدا العَقْلُ منْ هواها مُولهْ

She took me from myself and hid me,

Reason became subservient to her love.

سَفكَتْ في الهَوى دَمِي ثم قَالَتْ

يا طفيلي عَشقْتني أنْتَ أبْلهْ

She shed my blood for love, then said:

"My dear, you loved me foolishly."

إِنْ تُردْ وصْلَنا فموتك شَرْطٌ

لا يَنالُ الوصَالْ من فيه فَضْلهْ

If you want our union, your death's the price;

None attains union who excellence lacks.

طَهّرْ العين بالمدَامِع سَكْبَا

من شُهود السّوى يزل كلَّ علهْ

Purify your eye with flowing tears,

To cleanse it of all but the only Beloved.

وانْخَلعْ عَنْكَ يا خَليع غَرَامي

لا تَكُنْ غيرُ وجْهنَا لك قبْله

Cast off from yourself, oh loose one, my passion!

Let none but our face be before you.

وابْذُل الرُّوحَ فهْي فينَا قليلٌ

راضيَا لا تقل دمي مَنْ احَلَّهْ

Give your soul, it's little with us,

Content, say not "Who shed my blood?"

نُقْطةَ الْباء كَنْ إِذا شِئت تسمو

أو فَدَعْ ذكْرَ قُرْبنا يا مُولَّهْ

A drop raises you, if you desire;

Or leave mentioning our nearness, oh owned one.

وأردْنَا لنا لغَير مُرادِ

والزم البَابَ في حَيَاءِ وخَجْلهْ

Turn us to another intention,

And keep to the door of shyness and shame.

من أتَى بَابنَا انَلنَاه فَضْلاَ

تلك عاداتُنا لِمَن شَاء قبْلَهْ

Whoever comes to our door, we draw near;

Those are our customs, whoever came before.

واجْعَل الفَقرَ شفيعَا لك تُغنى

حَبذَا الافتقارُ دينَا وملَّهْ

Make poverty an intercessor for you; you'll be enriched.

Blessed is neediness, our religion and twisting.

كم مُحِب بعجْزِه قد تَجَلَّى

نالَ منَّا الذي يَرُومُ ومثله

How many helpless lovers manifested!

They got from us what they intended, and the like.

هذه سُنَّةُ المحبين فاسْلُكْ

واترُك الجاهِلَ العذُول وعَذْله

Such is the way of lovers, so follow it,

And leave the ignorant, withdrawn blamer.