بَدْرٌ عَنِ الوَصْلِ فِي الهَوَى عَدَلا

مَا لِيَ عَنْهُ إِنْ جَارَ أَوْ عَدَلا مَذْهَبْ

The full moon is equal to union in love

I have no other course, whether he is near or far

مُتَرَّكُ اللَّحْظِ لَفْظُهُ خَنَثُ

إِلَيْهِ تَصْبُو الحَشَا وَتَنْبَعِثُ

His words left unspoken are effeminate

The sorrows pour towards him and spring up

أَشْكُو إِلَيْهِ وَلَيسَ يَكْتَرِثُ

دَعَا فُؤَادِي بِأَنْ يَذْوبَ قِلَى

I complain to him but he does not care

My heart called to melt away, roasted

المَوْتُ وَاللَّه مِنْ مَقَالِي لا أَقْرَبْ

لَمْ يَبْقَ لِي مُقْلَةٌ وَلا كَبِدُ

By God, death is closer to me than my words

I have no more liver or kidneys left

وَالقَلْبُ فِيهِ أَوْدَى بِهِ الكَمَدُ

وَلَيْسَ يُلْفِي لِهَجْرِهِ أَمَدُ

And my heart, the intense heat has melted them away

And he cannot endure being absent for long

لا تَعْجَبُوا إِنْ غَدَوْتُ مُحْتَمِلاً

لَكِنَّ قَلْبِي إِنْ كَانَ عَنْهُ سَلا أَعْجَبْ

Do not be surprised if I have become forbearing

But it is amazing if my heart remains serene without him

بِالحُسْنِ كُلّ العُقُولِ قَدْ نَهَبَا

وَالحُزْنُ كُلّ القُلُوبِ قَدْ وَهَبَا

Beauty has stolen all minds

And sorrow has bestowed all hearts

شَمْسٌ وَلكِنَّنِي لَدَيْهِ هَبا

فَانْظُرْ لِذَاكَ القَوَامِ كَيْفَ جَلا

A sun, but to me he is haze

So look at that slender figure, how majestic

غُصْناً وَكَمْ بِالجَمَالِ مِنْهُ جَلا غَيْهَبْ

A branch, though in beauty how many like him are rare