أَجرني بِالتَواصل بَعدَ بُعدك

لَعَلي أَجتَني ثَمَرات وَعدك

Draw me near through your communication after your distance

That I may reap the fruits of your promise

وَأَسألك القَليل مِن التَلاقي

وَلَكن خَشيَتي مِن سوءِ رَدك

And I ask little of our meeting

Yet I fear the ill of your rejection

سَقى الرَحمَن أَياماً سَقَينا

بِها راحاً عَلى وَردات خَدك

The Merciful watered days we once drank

In them, at ease, on the roses of your cheek

وَنَلثم اقحوان الثَغر طَوراً

عَلى جَزع وَنَهصر غُصن قَدك

And we kissed the ruby of your mouth a while

On a slender branch and bending bough of your neck

وَنَقتَبل السُعود لَنا بِصرح

بَدَت بِبُروجِها أَقمار سَعدك

And we met good fortune for us in a palace

In its towers appeared the moons of your joy

نَجرُر فيهِ أَذيال التَصابي

وَنَنشُق عرفهُ مِن طيب ندك

We dragged in it the trains of intimacy

And we plucked its fragrance from your sweet scent

أَلا أَنَّ النَعيم لِدون يَوم

تَواصل وَالجَحيم لِدُون صَدك

Beware that bliss is for less than a day

Of communion, and hell for less than your rejection