وَمُقْرِىءٌ طيِّبُ الألحانِ هَيَّج في

قَلْبي غَراماً بِما مِنْ فيهِ يُلَحِّنُهْ

A sweet-voiced reciter kindled in my heart

Passion for what he was chanting

يَموتُ في حُبِّهِ تلْميذهُ كَلَفاً

لأَجْلِ ذاكَ إذا وَافى يُلقِّنُهْ

His pupil was dying of love for it

Just so he could repeat it when he met him