يا ذا الَّذي عَن جِنانٍ ظَلَّ يُخبِرُني
بِاللَهِ قُل وَأَعِد يا طَيِّبَ الخَبَرِ
O you who from gardens kept has brought me news,
O you who kept recounting news of Jinan to me,
For God's sake, tell and give good tidings, friend.
By God, speak and repeat, O bearer of sweet tidings.
قالَ اِشتَكَتكَ وَقالَت ما بُليتُ بِهِ
أَراهُ مِن حَيثُما أَقبَلتُ في أَثَري
He said, she pined for you and said, I'm tried
He said: She complained of you, saying, "How I am plagued by him;
By what I see wherever I my steps do bend.
I see him, wherever I turn, following in my tracks.
وَيُعمِلُ الطَرفَ نَحوي إِن مَرَرتُ بِهِ
حَتّى لَيُخجِلُني مِن حِدَّةِ النَظَرِ
Her glances follow me wherever I pass by,
He fixes his eyes upon me whenever I pass him by,
Until with bashfulness her stares my eyes offend.
Until he makes me blush from the intensity of his gaze.
وَإِن وَقَفتُ لَهُ كَيما يُكَلِّمُني
في المَوضِعِ الخَلوِ لَم يَنطِق مِنَ الحَصَرِ
And if I stop so she might speak to me,
Yet if I stand still for him, that he might speak to me
In that lone place, no word her shyness does unpen.
In a secluded spot, he speaks not a word, tongue-tied by awe.
ما زالَ يَفعَلُ في هَذا وَيُدمِنُهُ
حَتّى لَقَد صارَ مِن هَمّي وَمِن وَطَري
She still does this, and makes of it her wont,
He ceases not from doing this, persisting in it constantly,
Until with care for her my heart is tightly bound.
Until he has become my constant worry and my heart's desire."
