أَذابَ قَلبي الوَهجُ

فَهَل لَهمي فَرجُ

My glowing heart is melted,

Is there relief for my anxiety?

لَم يَبقَ لي إِلّا بَقا

يا رَمَق تَختَلج

Nothing remains for me but a trickle,

O fading breaths that wrestle,

وَبي أَغَر أَبلَج

في وَجنَتَيهِ ضرج

While in me a mountain white like hail,

With cheeks flowing and stirring,

يَوجد وجداً في الجَما

د مِنهُ لَحظ غَنج

Finding ecstasy in beauty,

With a supple glance that enchants,

في خَدهِ ماءُ الحَيا

بِجَمرِهِ مُمتَزَج

In his cheek the water of life,

Mixed with embers,

يُغضِب مِن حُبي لَهُ

وَلَيسَ فيهِ حَرَج

Angered by my love for him,

Yet no shame in it,

قَد لَجَّ في صَدودِهِ

فَدَمع عَيني لَجج

He has immersed himself in my embrace,

My tears copiously shed,

وَالحُب دارٌ مُزعِجٌ

تَذوب فيهِ المُهَج

Love is a disturbing house,

Where the passionate dissolve,

فَلا تَلُم أَهل الهَوى

فَاللَوم فيهِ سَمج

So blame not the lovers,

For blame in this is unjust,

لَو وَجَدَ العُشاق لل

نَجاة باباً وَلَجوا

If the lovers found a door to salvation,

They would have rushed through.