دَعاني إِلى الصَهباءِ وَاللَيلُ عاقِدٌ

نواصيهِ ظَبيٌ في فُؤادي كِناسُهُ

Let me tell of the night he called me to walk

With him, while the doe in my heart

وَبِتُّ لَقىً مِن عَتبِهِ وَمُدامِهِ

وَريقَتِهِ وَاللَيلُ ضافٍ لِباسُهُ

Brushed by. And I lay with him till the break of dawn,

Befuddled, as the Pleiades untied their sashes.

فأَسكَرَني وَالنَّجمُ مُرخٍ نِطاقَهُ

جَنى الرِّيقِ لا ما أُرعِفَتْ مِنهُ كاسُهُ

The nectar I drank was not what spills

From a cup, but the kiss of his mouth.