في مُقلَتَيكِ مَصارِعُ الأَكبادِ

اللَهُ في جَنبٍ بِغَيرِ عِمادِ

In your eyes are the vanquishers of hearts,

God is in a chest without support.

كانَت لَهُ كَبِدٌ فَحاقَ بِها الهَوى

قُهِرَت وَقَد كانَت مِنَ الأَطوادِ

It had a heart so passion prevailed over it,

It was conquered though it was among the strong.

وَإِذا النُفوسُ تَطَوَّحَت في لَذَّةٍ

كانَت جِنايَتُها عَلى الأَجسادِ

And when souls revel in pleasure,

Their crimes are upon the bodies.

نَشوى وَما يُسقَينَ إِلّا راحَتي

وَسنى وَما يَطعَمنَ غَيرَ رُقادي

We awake yet only comfort is given to us to drink,

And sleep yet only slumber is given to us to eat.

ضَعفي وَكَم أَبلَينَ مِن ذي قُوَّةٍ

مَرضى وَكَم أَفنَينَ مِن عُوّادِ

My weakness, how many strong ones have I worn out,

My illness, how many healers have I exhausted.

يا قاتَلَ اللَهُ العُيونَ فَإِنَّها

في حَرِّ ما نَصلى الضَعيفُ البادي

O killer of eyes, for they

In the heat of what we pray, weaken the wasted.

قاتَلنَ في أَجفانِهِنَّ قُلوبَنا

فَصَرَعنَها وَسَلِمنَ بِالأَغمادِ

They killed our hearts in their lids,

Vanquished them and surrendered in shrouds.

وَصَبَغنَ مِن دَمِها الخُدودَ تَنَصُّلاً

وَلَقينَ أَربابَ الهَوى بِسَوادِ

And dyed their cheeks with its blood to get rid of it

And met the lovers with darkness.