شَمسُ دَجنٍ تَطَلَّعَت مِن قَضيبِ

أَمَرَت عَينَيها بِسَبيِ القُلوبِ

The sun of adornment peered out from behind the veil

Her eyes commanded the captivation of hearts

لَو تَحُلُّ القِناعَ لِلشَمسِ وَالبَد

رِ ضِياءً تَقَنَّعا بِغُروبِ

If only the veil would lift from the face of the sun and the full moon

Content with the radiance of sunset

أَنا مِن لَحظِ مُقلَتَيهِ جَريحٌ

أَتَداوى بِعَبرَةٍ وَنَحيبِ

I am wounded by the glance of her eyelashes

I heal myself with tears and lament

حُرَقُ الشَوقِ وَالهَوى يَتَصا

رَخنَ عَلَيَّ مُشَقَّقاتِ الجُيوبِ

The scorching of passion and love persists

My torn garments cry out over me