سُلُوِّي عَنْ هَواكُمْ لا يَجُوزُ

وَبَعْضُ هَواكُمُ كُلّي يَحُوزُ

Ask me not to change my love, for some loves fully capture the heart

Yet chastisements for loving you should not against me be thought

وَلَوْمُ عَوَاذلي في الحُبِّ فِيكُمْ

وَحَقِّكُمُ بِأذْني لا يَجُوزُ

I have a fawn whose beauty my heart holds most dear

His love that my heart cherishes, ever precious

وَلي ظَبْيٌ غَريرٌ في حِمَاكُمْ

لَهُ حُسْنٌ على قَلْبي عَزيزُ

So my love for him though dead hopes to be resurrected

If no perverseness from people should come to be

فَميِّتُ حُبِّهِ يَرْجُو نُشُوراً

إِذَا لَمْ يَأْتِ مِنْ خَلْقٍ نُشُوزُ

For every love of humankind is but borrowed

Yet my love for you within me is true and uncoerced

وكُلُّ هَوَى البَرايا مُسْتَعارٌ

وَلَكِنْ حُبُّكُمْ عِنْدِي غَرِيزُ