مَن لي بِهِ مِن جُؤذر فَتانِ

يَسبي العُقول بِناظر وَسنانِ

Who is he that allures me,

Ensnaring minds with his gaze and smile?

يَهتَز مِن سُكر الدَلال كَأَنَّهُ

في رَوض مَجلسنا قَضيب البان

Swaying drunkenly with love's sweet ache,

Like a willow branch amid our gathering's aisle.

لَو لَم أَردد عَنهُ أَجفاني حَياً

لَتناهيتهُ إِذا بَدا أَجفاني

Had I not lowered my eyes decorously,

I'd have drowned in his gaze beguiling.

رَشأ تُثير لَواعِجي حَرَكاتُهُ

وَتَنبه الأَشواق لِلأَشجان

His graceful movements stir my soul,

Kindling longings in my heart beguiling.

قَد كانَ يُمكن أَن اصرح بِأسمِهِ

لَكنهُ عقد الغَرام لِساني

I might have uttered his name plainly,

But passion has bound my tongue in its coil.