سَرى طَيْفُ الحَبيبِ على البِعادِ
لِيُصْلِحَ بَيْنَ عَيْني والرُّقادِ
The beloved’s phantom came by night, across the distance,
to reconcile my eyes with sleep.
فَباتَ إلى الصَّباحِ يَدي وِسادٌ
لِوَجْنَته كما يَدُهُ وِسادي
So until morning, my hand remained a pillow
for his cheek, just as his hand was my pillow.
بِنَفْسي مَنْ أعادَ إِليَّ نَفْسي
وَرَدَّ إِلى جَوانِحِهِ فُؤادِي
My life be ransom for the one who restored my soul to me,
and returned my heart to his breast.
خَيالٌ زارَني لمَّا رآني
عَدَتْني عَنْ زيارَتهِ عَوَادي
A phantom visited me when it saw me
barred from visiting him by the blows of fate.
يُواصلُني على الهِجْرَانِ مِنْهُ
وَيُدْنِيني على طُولِ البعادِ
It communes with me despite his estrangement,
and draws me near despite the long separation.
Sol 5.6