ما كانَ في الدورِ مِن أُنسٍ بِغَيرِكُمُ

أَيّامَ مَنزِلُكُم في جانِبِ الدورِ

There was no comfort in the houses without you all,

The days you dwelled in the neighborhood.

وَكُلُّ مِصرٍ وَإِن كانَ الأَنيسُ بِهِ

ما لَم تَحُلّيهِ قَفرٌ غَيرُ مَعمورِ

And every place of stay, though it had a companion within,

Was desolate wilderness unless graced by you.

فَإِنَّ حُبَّكِ قُربانٌ وَنافِلَةٌ

وَحُبَّ غَيرِكِ ذَنبٌ غَيرُ مَغفورِ

For your love is an offering and a supererogation,

While love of another is a sin beyond forgiveness.

قَالوا كَتَمتَ اِسمَها فَاِنعَت مَحاسِنَها

وَذاكَ خَطبٌ جَليلٌ غَيرُ مَحقورِ

They said you concealed her name, so described her beauties,

And that is a great matter beyond estimation.

وَهَل يَقومُ بِوَصفِ الشَمسِ واصِفُها

وَالشَمسُ مِن جَوهَرٍ عالٍ وَمِن نورِ

Can one describe the sun, though it describes itself

Being of sublime essence and made of light?