نَعَم هي الدارُ مَنْ يُنادِيهَا

وَقَدْ حَمَتْ عِنْدَ حَيّ نادِيها

Yes, it is the abode, whoever calls it,

And it has become passionate at the living place of its caller,

أُجِلِّها في الهَوَى وأُكْرِمُهَا

أَنْ أَمْنَحَ الوُدَّ غَيْرَ نَادِيهَا

Exalt it in passion, and honor it,

That I bestow affection on other than its caller.

كَمْ راقني مِنْ رَبيعِ أَرْبُعِها

زَاهِرهَا بَهْجَةً وَزَاهِيها

How much of its flourishing spring has elated me,

Its blooming delighted me with its glow and bloom,

تَهْدِي بِنَوَّارِ نَيِّرِها

سَائِر عُشَّاقِهَا وَسارِيهَا

It brought joy to all its lovers and companions,

With the light of its lamp.

وَكَمْ بِهَا مِنْ مَصُونةٍ صُلْنا

يَحْجبها غَيْرهَا ويَحْمِيها

And how many beauties we have secretly gotten together in it,

Which its walls and guards protect.

نَمَّ بِهَا حُلْيها ومَبْسَمُهَا

وَطِيبُ أَنفاسِهَا وَوَانِيها

In it her jewelry glistened, and her smile,

And the fragrance of her breath and her friendship.

نَقَصَ صَبْرُ المُحبّ مِنْ ثَمدٍ

مَا كَحَّل الحُسْنُ مِنْ مَعانيها

The patience of the lover has diminished from firmness,

As beauty lined her with meanings.

رَوْضَةُ حُسْنٍ يُذيب مِنْ وَلهٍ

شادن قَلْبِ المُحبّ راعيها

A garden of beauty that melts the firmly resolved,

Reviving the heart of the lovesick, her herdsman.

وَدَوْحَةٌ لَمْ تَضُعْ رَوائِحُهَا

إِلَّا سَقَتْهَا عُيُونُ غَادِيهَا

An orchard whose fragrances were only watered,

By the tears of those who came to it.

فَمَنْ يُجِيرُ المُحِبَّ مِنْ مُقَلٍ

عَرْبَدَ نَشْوانُهَا وَصَاحِيها

So who will protect the lover from distress,

Which her exuberance and awakening have aroused?

وَمِنْ ثُغورٍ دَمْعي الطّليقُ بِهَا

شَقيقُ ما افْتَرَّ مِنْ أَقاحيها

And from tears my eyes freely shed,

Matching what her thorns have ripped.

وَمِنْ خدودٍ بالوردِ يانعةً

إن لاحَ جَانِيهِ حَالَ جَانيها

And from cheeks that are blooming with roses,

If her beloved's state turned against her beloved.

وَمِنْ قُدودٍ إذا انْثَنَتْ هَيَفاً

أَفْردَهَا الحسنُ في تَثنِّيها

And from slender waists, which if they bend languidly,

Beauty distinguishes in its bending.

كانَتْ تهابُ الخُدودَ أَدْمعُه

لَكِنْ عَلَيْهَا الهَوى يُجرِّيها

Her tears would turn away the cheeks,

But passion makes them flow.

صَبٌّ رَعَى نَفْسَهُ الغرامُ فما

حَجَّبه دُونها تَنائِيهَا

A difficult love, which passion has shepherded,

Nothing has veiled it from her.

حَيْثُ نِياقُ السُّرورِ سَاريةٌ

بِهِ وَشَرْخُ الشبابِ حادِيها

Where the trappings of joy are lofty,

Taking him along, and the prime of youth guides it.

وَأَطلقَ العَيْنَ حَيْثُما سَرَحَ ال

حُسْنُ فَيَحْويه وَهْوَ يَحْويها

And the eye roams wherever beauty has wandered,

Embracing it, while it embraces her.

وَرَاحَ في الحُبِّ مِنْ تَعَشُّقها

يُسْخِطُ أَحْشاءَهُ وَيُرْضِيها

And it has indulged in love from its passion for her,

Angering its innards, and pleasing her.

ما شابَ فَرْعٌ له فَيرْدَعُهَا

أَوْ شَانَ فَقْرٌ بِهِ فَيُثْنيها

No branch shadows it, so it holds her back,

Or poverty challenges it, so it restrains her.

وَالنَّفْسُ مَا كَذَّبَ البعادُ لها

ما صَدَّق القُرْبُ مِنْ أمانيها

And the soul, separation has not denied for it,

What nearness has affirmed of her hopes.

فَلا هَجيرَ لِلْهَجْرِ يَحْذَرُهُ

كَلَّا وَلا قَسْوةً يُقاسِيها

So there is no estrangement to fear,

No, nor any harshness to endure.

فَيا لَهُ عَصْرُ لَذّةٍ بَعُدَتْ

مِنْهُ لَيالٍ لَوْ كَانَ يُدنِيهَا

Oh, what an era of sweetness has been distant,

Nights, if only he could bring it closer.

فَدَعْ وَداعاً لأَهْلِ دارِ حِمىً

وَاغْنَ بِدُنْياك عَنْ مَغَانِيهَا

So bid farewell to the people of the protected sanctuary,

And be content with your world, apart from its wishes.

واسْتَحْلِهَا مِنْ رِضَابِ سَائِغها

وَاسْتَجْلِهَا مِنْ رِضَابِ سَاقيها

And make it lawful with drafts of her delicious wine,

And make it pleasant with drafts of her cupbearer.

فَهيَ مُدامٌ كالتِّبْرِ إِنْ مُزِجَتْ

أَتتْ بِآلائِها لآلِيها

For it is a wine like amber, if mixed,

It has brought its wonders to its drinker.