أشْكو إلى الله تَباريحَ الهَوى

وما طَواهُ القَلبُ من آهِ النَّوى

I complain to God of the tribulations of passion,

And what the heart concealed of the sigh of purpose.

أُحَمِّلُ الرِّيح السَّلامَ طَيِّباً

لِجيرَةِ الوادي بِشَرْقيِّ اللِّوا

I send the breeze a gentle greeting,

To the neighbor of the valley in the east of twisting.

هَبَّ النَّسيمُ فَطَوى بِنَشْرهِ

تَذْكارَهُمْ فيا بِروحي ما طَوى

The breeze blew, so it conveyed with its diffusion

Their remembrance in my soul, what it concealed.

الحُبُّ مَحْمولٌ على القَصْدِ به

وإنَّما للمَرْءِ حَقًّا ما نَوى

Love is carried with intention towards it,

And the right of a person is only what he intended.

يا قومُ لله طَوَيْنا حُبَّكُم

على قُلوبٍ طَبْعُها تَرْكُ السِّوى

O people, we concealed our love for you

In hearts whose nature is to abandon temptation.

فَعامِلوها كَرَماً بِرَأفَةٍ

تَصونُها من أجِّ نيرانِ الجَوى

So treat it generously with kindness,

That protects it for the sake of the fires of passion.

بالانْكِسارِ قَرَعَتْ أبْوابَكُمْ

والانْكِسارُ دَأبُ أصْحابِ الهَوى

With humility it knocked on your doors,

And humility is the habit of the people of passion.