جل ما بي مِن الهَوى

عَظم الداء وَالدَوا

The passion within me

Is a grave illness without cure

مَن يَرى الحُب مَذهَباً

ماتَ بِالوَجد وَالجَوى

Who sees love as a path

Has died of ecstasy and yearning

بِأَبي ثُمَّ بي رَشاء

بِسوى القَلب ما ثَوى

By my father and then myself O Rashaa

Nothing but my heart has harbored love

لَو رَآهُ شَقيقهُ

وَتَبَدى لَهُ هَوى

If his brother were to see him

Revealing his passion

صادَ عَقلي بِصدغِهِ

وَلِعَزمي بِهِ لَوى

It has confused my mind

And distorted my determination

نَشر الهَجر لَيتَهُ

شَقة البين لَو طَوى

I wish the separation spread

And folded the hardship of estrangement

وَيح قَلبي نَهيتهُ

عَن هَواهُ فَما إِرعَوى

Alas my heart, I prohibited it

From its passion, but it disobeyed

وَبِسُلوان حُبِهِ

قط ما هَم أَو نَوى

Never has it imagined or intended

With the garment of his love

كُلأ ما شامَ بارق

ذكر السَفح وَاللَوى

Whenever lightning sparked

The memory of the valley and bending

أَو تَغَنَت حَمامة

كادَ يَقضى مِن النَوى

Or a pigeon cooed

Almost ending its cooing

لا وَقَلب أَذابَهُ

وَثَناهُ عَن السوى

No, and a heart melted by it

Turning away from sanity

وَدُموع أَهانَها

فَاِستَهَلَت عَلى طَوى

And tears it belittled

Spilling incessantly

ما تَنثَني ملاحة

مِن عذول عَلى الهَوى

No slyness makes me deviate

From passionate love

كَيفَ يَسلو مُتيم

عِندَما ضَل أَو غَوى

How can a desperate one find peace

When he is lost and confused

مَنجكي فُؤادَهُ

كُلُ عَهد لَقَد حَوى

Make his heart forget

Every era it has lived through

فَسَلام مُعَنعَن

طيب الذكر وَالرَوى

Farewell to the one whose name

Is good to mention and call

لِنَبي وَسَيدَ

بَلغ الأُفق فَاِستَوى

To the Prophet and Master

Who reached the horizon and ascended