أَنا مَن تَسمَعُ عَنهُ وَتَرى

لا تُكَذِّب عَن غَرامي خَبَرا

I am the one whom you hear of and see

Do not deny the news of my passion

لي حَبيبٌ كَمَلت أَوصافُهُ

حُقَّ لي في حُبِّهِ أَن أُعذَرا

I have a lover whose attributes are perfect

I have a right in his love to make excuses

حينَ أَضحى حُسنُهُ مُشتَهِرا

رُحتُ في الوَجدِ بِهِ مُشتَهِرا

When his beauty became well known

I went out well known in passion for him

كُلُّ شَيءٍ مِن حَبيبي حَسَنٌ

لا أَرى مِثلَ حَبيبي في الوَرى

Everything about my lover is beautiful

I do not see any like my lover in all creation

أَحوَرٌ أَصبَحتُ فيهِ حائِراً

أَسمَرٌ أَمسَيتُ فيهِ سَمَرا

Dazed I have become in him

Dark I have become in longing for him

بَعضُ ما أَلقاهُ مِنهُ أَنَّهُ

لا يَزالُ الدَهرَ بي مُستَهتِرا

Some of what his glances cast on me

He continues forever to make me infatuated

فَتَراني باكِياً مُكتَئِباً

وَتَراهُ ضاحِكاً مُستَبشِرا

So you see me crying, depressed

And you see him laughing, delighted

إِنَّ لَيلاً قَد دَجا مِن شَعرِهِ

فيهِ ما أَحلى الضَنى وَالسَهَرا

For at night his hair spreads

In which is the sweetest distress and vigil

وَصَباحاً قَد بَدا مِن وَجهِهِ

حَيَّرَ الأَلبابَ لَمّا أَسفَرا

And in the morning his face appears

Dazzling minds when it dawns

وَاِفتِضاحي فيهِ ما أَطيَبَهُ

كانَ ما كانَ وَيَدري مَن دَرى

And my infatuation in him - how sweet it is

What happened has happened, and those who know, know

أَيُّها الواشونَ ما أَغفَلَكُم

لَو عَلِمتُم ما جَرى لي وَجَرى

O busybodies, how unaware you are

If you knew what has happened to me

وَأَذَعتُم عَن فُؤادي سَلوَةً

إِنَّ هَذا لَحَديثٌ مُفتَرى

And you gave relief to my heart

This would be an invented tale

بَينَ قَلبي وَسُلُوّي في الهَوى

مِثلُ ما بَينَ الثُرَيّا وَالثَرى

Between my heart and its relief in love

Is like what lies between al-Thurayya and the ground