دَلَّ فَأَبدى الصُدودَ وَالجَزَعا

تيهاً وَقَد كانَ حَقَّق الطَمَعا

He led on, displaying aloofness and grief,

Wandering though he had realized his hope.

وَلَم يَكُن ذاكَ مِنهُ عَن مَلَلٍ

بَل كانَ يَهوى أَذِيَّتي وَلَعا

That was not out of boredom on his part,

But he loved to torment me and was obsessed.

حَتّى إِذا ما يَئِستُ مِن تَمَنُّعِهِ

قِدماً من الصابِ في الهَوى جُرَعا

Until when I despaired of his aloofness,

I took a draft of enduring love right from the start.

ظَبيٌّ تَجرَّعتُ من تَمنُّعِهِ

قِدماً مِنَ الصابِ في الهَوى جُرَعا

A gazelle, I took a draft of his aloofness,

Right from the start, a draft of enduring love.

يَتبَعُني في الهَوى وأَتبَعه

أَكرِم بِهِ تابِعاً وَمُتَّبَعا

He follows me in love, and I follow him,

Honoring him as a follower and one followed.