غزالٌ عليه طُرَّةٌ وقُصاصُ

يصيد فما للقلب منه مناصُ

A gazelle with a mark and wounds

Hunts but my heart has no escape from him

تمكَّنتُ منه نظرةً فأذابني

كما ذاب بين الجمرتَينِ رصاصُ

I looked at him and was melted

As lead melts between two embers

وليس عليه حُجَّةٌ في قتيله

وليس عليه في الجروح قِصاصُ

He has no case against his victim

Nor compensation for the wounds

أروم خلاصاً من تباريح حبِّه

وليس لمثلي من هواه خلاصُ

I seek salvation from his glances of love

But for the likes of me there is no salvation from his love