لا يُنسِينّي سرورٌ لا ولا حَزَنُ
وكيف لا كيف يُنسى وجهُك الحَسَنُ
No joy makes me forget you—no, nor any sorrow.
And how could it? Never—how could your beautiful face be forgotten?
ولا خلا منك روحي لا ولا بدني
كُلّي بكُلِّك مشغول ومُرتَهَنُ
Never has my soul been empty of you—no, nor my body.
All of me is absorbed in all of you, held captive.
يا واحد الحسن مالي منك مذ علقت
روحي بروحك إلا الشوق والحزَن
O peerless in beauty, what have I had from you, since became entwined
my soul with yours, save longing and sorrow?
نورٌ تولَّد من شمسٍ ومن قمر
حتى تكامل فيه القدُّ والغُصُنُ
My light was born of a sun and of a moon,
until within it the graceful stature and bough attained perfection.
Sol 5.6