خَرَّ غُرابُ البَينِ مِن حالِقِ

لَهُ نَعيبُ فَرَشَقناهُ

The raven of separation flew from my bosom

We blamed him, so we shot arrows at him

عَن قَوسِ وَصلٍ بِسِهامِ الهَوى

فَلَم نَزَل حَتّى صَرَعناهُ

From the bow of union with arrows of love

We did not stop until we struck him down

وَباشِقِ الحُبِّ نَصَبنا لَهُ

بِبَلبَلِ الصِدقِ فَصَدناهُ

And for the gallant lover we set up

With the nightingale of sincerity, so we drove him away

وَاِضطَرَبَ الباشِقُ مُستَوحِشاً

فَخيطَت بِالوَصلِ عَيناهُ

The gallant one was disturbed and lonely

So the threads of union wove his eyes

فَقرُ وَاِستَأنَسَ حَتّى إِذا

أَجابَنا حينَ دَعَوناهُ

He was poor and became friendly until when

We called him, he answered our call

وَثَقتُ بِالصَيدِ فَأَرسَلتَهُ

فَصادَ لي مَن كُنتُ أَهواهُ

And I trusted in hunting him, so I sent him

He hunted for me the one I loved