لا السُهدُ يَطويهِ وَلا الإِغضاءُ

لَيلٌ عِدادُ نُجومِهِ رُقَباءُ

Neither does the dawn envelop it, nor the gloom,

A night whose starry multitudes are sleepless.

داجي عُبابِ الجُنحِ فَوضى فُلكُهُ

ما لِلهُمومِ وَلا لَها إِرساءُ

Its darkness is confused in the wings’ chaos,

Neither sorrows nor joys can make it stay.

أَغَزالَةُ الإِشراقِ أَنتِ مِنَ الدُجى

وَمِنَ السُهادِ إِذا طَلَعتِ شِفاءُ

You gazelles of the dawn, you are cures

For my eyes when you rise from the stillness.

رِفقاً بِجَفنٍ كُلَّما أَبكَيتِهِ

سالَ العَقيقُ بِهِ وَقامَ الماءُ

Be gentle with these eyes which weep

Whenever you make them, carnelian flows.

ما مَدَّ هُدبَيهِ لِيَصطادَ الكَرى

إِلّا وَطَيفُكَ في الكَرى العَنقاءُ

However much its mischief ensnares the planets,

Your apparition is there in the high-orbiters.

مَن لي بِهِنَّ لَيالِياً نَهِلَ الصِبا

مِمّا أَفَضنَ وَعَلَّتِ الأَهواءُ

If only I had those nights in which youth sipped

What the zephyrs spilled and the passions mounted.

أَلَّفنَ أَوطاري فَعَيشِيَ وَالمُنى

في ظِلِّهِنَّ الكَأسُ وَالصَهباءُ

They befriended my being, and life and yearning

In their shade the goblet and the blond ones.