فُؤادي وَعَيني حافِظانِ لِغَيبِها

عَلى كُلِّ حالٍ مِن رِضاءٍ وَمِن عَتَبِ

My heart and eyes are guardians of her absence

In every state of acceptance or blame

تُغازِلُها عَيني فَيُقصَرُ طَرفُها

عَلَيها وَيَأبى الوَصلَ مِن غَيرِها قَلبي

My eyes flirt with her so she lowers her gaze

My heart is devoted to her and refuses any but her

كَساني الهَوى أَثوابَهُ إِذ عَلِقتُها

فَرُحتُ إِلى العُشّاقِ في خِلعَةِ الحُبِّ

Passion clothed me in its garb when I clung to her

So I was numbered among lovers in the raiment of love