غُلام كَما سالَ في خَدِهِ

عَذار تَنمنم في وَردِهِ

A boy, as the dew flows on his cheek,

Scented blossoms whisper in his branch.

بِفيهِ المَعَطِّر ماء الحَيا

ة وَماء الحَياء عَلى خَدِهِ

His mouth is perfumed with the water of life,

And the water of shyness, on his cheek.

بِهِ بَردٌ جامد كَم أَذا

بَ قَلباً يُتوق إِلى وَردِهِ

With it is solid coldness, how many a heart,

Yearning for his branch, has it led astray.

وَإِني لَأَرشفه بِالضَمي

ر فَحرُّ فُؤادي مِن بَردِهِ

And I sip it with a subtle breath,

So my heart is burnt by its coldness.

لَقَد أَقلَق القَلب هِجرانُهُ

فَأَصبَح أَحير مِن بندهِ

His estrangement has surely disturbed my heart,

So it became more confused than its slave.

وَانحل جَسميَ أَعراضُهُ

فَجسميَ أَوهن مِن عَهدِهِ

And my body wasted by its symptoms,

So my body became weaker than its time.

جَفاني مِن غَير ذَنب جَن

يت مَولى يَحور عَلى عَبدِهِ

He abandoned me without any fault of mine,

The Master of beautiful visage was unjust to His slave.

فَيا وَيح قَلبيَ مِن حُبِهِ

وَيا وَيحَ نَفسيَ مِن صَدِهِ

Oh, woe to my heart from his love!

Oh, woe to my soul from his aloofness!