فَدَتكَ الجَوانِحُ مِن نازِلٍ

وَأَهلاً بِطَيفِكَ مِن واصِلِ

My soul ransoms you from every abode,

And welcome is your phantom to one longing.

بَذَلتَ لَهُ الجَفنَ دونَ الكَرى

وَمَن بِالكَرى لِلشَجِيِ الباذِلِ

You gave your eyelids for her without regret,

And who regrets giving all to one who gave freely?

وَقُلتُ أَراكَ بِرُغمِ العَذول

فَنابَ السُهادُ عَنِ العاذِلِ

I said I would see you despite the blamer,

So the passionate turned from the blamer.

فَوَيحَ المُتَيَّمِ حَتّى الخَيالُ

إِذا زارَ لَم يَخلُ مِن حائِلِ

Woe to the bereaved even his dreams,

If he visits, some obstacle interferes.

يَحِنُّ إِلَيكَ ضُلوعٌ عَفَت

مِنَ البَينِ في جَسَدٍ ناحِلِ

Ribs of chastity yearn toward you

In an emaciated body grown thin.

وَقَلبٌ جَوٍ عِندَها خافِقٌ

تَعَلَّقَ بِالسَنَدِ المائِلِ

A heart breaking with passion

Clings to a leaning pillar.

وَمِن عَبَثِ العِشقِ بِالعاشِقين

حَنينُ القَتيلِ إِلى القاتِلِ

From love's wantonness with lovers

Comes the slain's yearning for the killer.

غَفِلتُ عَنِ الكَأسِ حَتّى طَغَت

وَلي أَدَبٌ لَيسَ بِالغافِلِ

I neglected the wine cup till it overflowed,

Yet I have manners, I'm no negligent one.

وَشَفَّت وَما شَفَّ مِنّي الضَميرُ

وَأَينَ الجَمادُ مِنَ العاقِلِ

It healed, but my conscience did not heal,

What can the inanimate know of sensibility?

يَظَلُّ نَديمي يُسقى بِها

وَيَشرَبُ مِن خُلُقي الفاضِلِ

My boon companion stays intoxicated by it

Drinking of my noble nature.

أُبِدِّدُها كَرَماً كُلَّما

بَدَت لِيَ كَالذَهَبِ السائِلِ

I dispense it generously whenever

It appears to me like molten gold.