تَعَرَّضتِ لي حَتّى إِذا ما اِستَبَيتِني

رَأَيتُكِ تَختالينَ في صورَةِ البَدرِ

You turned to me until when you saw me clearly

I saw you gliding in the image of the full moon

صَدَدتِ فَما هَنَّأتِني مِنكِ نَظرَةً

إِلَيكِ وَوارَتكِ الوَلائِدُ بِالسَترِ

You frowned and your glance brought me no joy

As shyness veiled you with cover

فَإِن لَم تَرَي عَينَيَّ أَهلاً لِنَظرَةٍ

إِلَيكِ وَلَم تَستَمسِكي بِعُرى الأَمرِ

If my eyes you see not worthy of a glance

Towards you, not holding to the reins of the matter

فَكَم قَد بَكَت عَيني عَلَيكِ وَعالَجَت

مُقاساةَ طولِ الليلِ بِالسُهدِ وَالذِكرِ

Then how much have my eyes wept over you

Enduring the night's length with wakefulness and remembrance

وَما تَشتَفي عَينايَ مِن دائِمِ البُكا

عَلَيكِ وَلو أَنّي بَكَيتُ إِلى الحَشرِ

And my eyes will not be quenched from the ever flowing tears

Over you, even if I cried until the day of resurrection