باهي الشُموس فَأَنتَ مِنها أَملَحُ
إِنَّ الفِخارَ لحُسن وَجهِكَ يصلحُ
Radiant suns - but you outshine them all!
Earthenware suits the beauty of your face.
وَخُذِ الأَمانَ لِعاشقيكَ مِنَ الهَوى
إِن لا يُغيرَ عَلى القُلوبِ فَتَفضَحُ
Give respite to those caught in passion's thrall;
Hearts you've captured should not suffer grace.
يا قامَةَ الغُصنِ الرَطيب وَلَفتَةَ الظَب
يِ الغَريرِ إِذا بَدالِيَ يَسنَحُ
O swaying branch and graceful stirring roe,
Trilling, when my sadness starts to flow!
أَظَلَلتَ بِالصَدغِ الأَنامَ فَيا لَهُ
مِن مُرسَلِ طُرقِ الضَلالَةِ يوضَحُ
You darken souls with your bewitching brow.
You guide the feet that strayed not long ago.
كَيفَ التَخَلُّصُ مِن هَواكَ لِمُغرَم
داءُ الصَبابَةِ في هَواهُ مُبَرّحُ
What can be done by one whom love has sped
To youthful madness that is unrestrained?
غادَرتَ أَدمُعَهُ غَداةَ هَجرته
غَدراً تُلِمُّ بِها الرِكابُ وَتَمنَحُ
The day you left, he wept till light had fled,
His riding camel startled, shying, pained.
بِشَرِّ قَوامكَ وَهوَ غُصنٌ ناعِمٌ
إِنّي عَلَيهِ مِنَ الحَمامَةِ أَنوحُ
Greet slender form, so gentle is its sway,
While I mourn like a dove at break of day.
لِمَ لا أَهيمُ بِشادِنٍ نارُ الأَسى
مِن ماءِ وَجنَتِهِ بِقَلبي تَقدَحُ
Why do I not rave, with my vitals burned
By the live coal within his fountain played?
حُلوُ الدَلالِ مَريرَةُ جَفَواتُهُ
لِلصَبِّ فيهِ مُغَمَّمٌ وَمُفَرَّحُ
Sweet coquette - how bitter are the spurned!
One exults; one mourns; both are betrayed.
يا باخِلاً أَبداً عَلَيَّ بِنَظرَةٍ
يُفديكَ مَن بِحَياتِهِ لَكَ يَسمَحُ
With me you're always grudging of a glance,
Though lives are proffered lovingly to you.
جَرَحَت لِحاظُكَ لُبَّ قَلبي فَاِغتَدى
دَمُهُ في الجَفنِ المُسَهَّدِ يَنضَحُ
Your flashing glances have left my heart a lance,
Blood flows, like tears, that never cease to do.
لامَ الوُشاةُ عَلى هَواكَ وَقَصدُهُم
نُصحي بِذاكَ فأفسدوا ما أَصلَحوا
No blame to you for those whose ardent fire,
I hoped to heal, though they did nothing but tear.
ما تَنقضي بِجَفاك عَنّي لَيلة
إلا وَقَد آيَستُ أَنّي أُصبِحُ
Not one night passes, thanks to your disdain,
That I do not despair to see the dawn again.
