وَلَقَد طَرِبتُ إِلَيكِ حَتـ

ـى صِرتُ مِن أَلَمِ التَصابي

I longed for you until I was in pain

From lovesickness that made me lean

يَجِدُ الجَليسُ إِذا دَنا

ريحَ الصَبابَةِ مِن ثِيابي

When my companion drew near

He could smell the fragrance of youth on my clothes