قَد مِتُّ غَيرَ حُشاشَةِ الرَمَقِ

مِن حُبِّ أَحوَرَ شادِنٍ خَرِقِ

I died from love-longing, though life still remained,

I have perished, save for the last breath of life,

For a gazelle-eyed beloved with a slender waist.

For love of a fawn with stark-black eyes, tender and young,

مَنقوصِ تَهضيمِ الحَشا وَرَبا

ما اِنحَطَّ مِن خَصرٍ وَمُنتَطِقِ

She reduced my appetite for food and drink;

With waist drawn in, yet swelling in fullness

Never has any waist that I embraced diminished.

Beneath the slender flank and the girded belt.

مَعشوقَةٌ فيهِ مَلاحَتُهُ

ما بَينَ مُتَّصِلٍ وَمُفتَرِقِ

In her is a grace diffused

His grace is adored in every aspect,

Through her continuous and interrupted aspects.

Between features joined and features set apart.

ما خُصَّ مِن آفاقِ قامَتِهِ

أُفُقٌ بِتَفضيلٍ عَلى رُفُقِ

No region of her stature is particularized

No single horizon of his stature is singled out

By any horizon above her ankles being preferred.

For preference over any other horizon;

فَإِذا بَدا اِقتادَت مَحاسِنُهُ

قَسراً إِلَيهِ أَعِنَّةَ الحَدَقِ

So when she shows her beauties to me

And when he appears, his charms lead captive,

She forcibly draws the eyes' attention to herself.

By force, the very reins of gazing eyes.