يا طَيبَ سِيّانَ عِندي أَنتِ وَالطيبُ

كِلاكُما طَيِّبُ الأَنفاسِ مَحبوبُ

O gentle Siyan, you and gentleness are with me

Both of you are gentle of breath, beloved

لَو قَد لَقيتُكِ خَلفَ العَينِ خالِيَةً

أَصلَحتِ مِنّي الَّذي لا يُصلِحُ الطيبُ

If I had met you alone behind the eye,

You would have corrected in me what gentleness cannot correct

لَو كُنتِ غَيرَ فَتاةٍ كُنتِ لُؤلُؤَةً

غالى بِها مَلِكٌ بِالتاجِ مَعصوبُ

If you were not a girl, you would have been a pearl

Precious to a king, crowned

يا طَيبَ جودي بِنَيلٍ مِنكِ نَأمُلُهُ

وَأَطمِعينا فَما في مَطمَعِ حوبُ

O gentle one, grant us some of your generosity that we hope for

And make us covetous, for there is no sin in hoping

لِلَّهِ طَيبَةُ لا تُبقي عَلى رَجُلٍ

بِقَلبِهِ هاجِسٌ كَالنارِ مَشبوبُ

By God, you are gentle and leave no man

With a heart restless as burning embers

أُساوِرُ الهَمَّ تَحتَ اللَيلِ مُجتَنِحاً

قَد شَفَّني قَمَرٌ في السِترِ مَحجوبُ

The bracelets of anxiety under the night leaning over me

A moon hidden behind the veil has healed me

يَغشانيَ المَوتُ مِن وَجدٍ لَها دَيَماً

وَالشَوقُ تَأخُذُني مِنهُ أَهاضيبُ

Death takes me suddenly out of constant passion for her

And yearning seizes me with its flames

لِلقَلبِ راعٍ إِلَيها لا يُفارِقُهُ

وَفي الضَميرِ مِنَ الحُبِّ الأَعاجيبُ

My heart has a shepherd who never leaves it

And wonders of love are in my conscience

لَهفانَ قَد يَشتَهي رَوحاً يَعيشُ بِهِ

بادي الصَبابَةِ وَالهِجرانُ تَعذيبُ

Scorched with desire for a soul to live by

Separation and youth are torment