كانت بِقَلْبِي غُلَّةٌ

حَرَّاءُ للرَّشأالمُمَنَّعْ

There was a burning knot

In my heart, impenetrable

حتى دَنَوتُ لثَغْرِه

فرَشفْتُه والرَّشْفُ أنْقَعْ

Until I came close to his lips

And I quenched it, and quenching is soothing