أَمْسَى الفُؤَادُ عَلَى تَلهُّبِ جَمْرِهِ

كَلِفاً بِمَنْ فَتَنَ الأَنَامَ بِسِحْرِهِ

My heart kindled into flame for the one

Who enchanted souls with his magic

قَمَرٌ غَنِيتُ بِرِيقِهِ عَنْ قَرْقَفٍ

وَكَذَا غَنِيتُ بِنُورِهِ عَنْ بَدْرِهِ

A moon whose light made stars dim

His brilliance made the full moon seem but a sliver

أَفْنَى الفُؤَادَ بِحُسْنِهِ وَجَمالِهِ

فَالعَاشِقُونَ بِأَسْرِهِمْ فِي أَسْرِهِ

His beauty and grace consumed my heart

Lovers captivated helplessly by his charm

فَكَأَنَّ ضَوْءَ الصُّبْحِ نُورُ جَبِينِهِ

وَكَأَنَّ ظُلْمَةَ لَيْلِهِ مِنْ شَعْرِهِ

The dawn's rays are the light of his brow

The night's darkness is from his hair