ريمٌ يَجرّحني بِطَرفهِ

وَيُذيب أَحشايَ بِصَدفِهِ

A glance that wounds me

And melts my insides with its shell

أَخفي هَواهُ جاحِداً

وَالدَمع يَفضَحَني بِوَكفه

I conceal his love, denying it

While tears expose me with their downpour

وَيح المُتَيم ما يُقا

سي في الهَوى مِن صَد أَلفِهِ

Oh for the sufferer, what can be said

Of one afflicted with love to the extent of shunning a thousand others

أَعيا الهَوى حيلي كَما

أَعيا الخَواطر كَنهُ وَصفه

I exhaust my tricks in love

As I exhaust my deepest thoughts trying to describe him

أَربى عَلى لُطف النَسي

م بِفَرط رقتهِ وَلُطفه

I was raised on the gentleness of forgetfulness

Due to the extreme softness and kindness

وَلَقد تُخيّلُ لي المُنى

فَمهُ فأَسكر دُونَ رَشفِهِ

And I imagine the wishes

His mouth intoxicated me without a sip

يَقتادُ أَفئدة الوَرى

بِجَمالِهِ أَبَداً وَظَرفه

Leading the hearts of all

With his eternal beauty and charm

يا وَيح قَلبي مِن قَسا

وة قَلبِهِ مَع لين عَطفِهِ

Oh my heart, how hard

Despite the softness of his affection

وَلَقَد أَقول لَهُ وَقَد

قَرن اللُقا كَفي بِكَفِهِ

And I say to him when

Our palms touched palm to palm

مَولايَ قَد وَفاك مَض

ناك الوَفا حَقّاً فَوفَّه

My master, your loyalty to your promises

Was true loyalty indeed

أَمنن عَلَيَّ بِلَثم وَر

د الخَد أَو فبشم عَرفه

Can you swear to me by a kiss

And a return of cheek or the scent of his temple

فَأَجابَني مِنهُ بِأَل

فاظ تَماثل سحر طَرفِهِ

He answered me with words

That matched the magic of his glance

أَخشاك تَذبلُهُ بِأَن

فاس الصَبابة عِندَ قَطفِهِ

I fear you will wilt it

With the breaths of youth when plucking it