إذا لمْ أُشاهِدْ منكَ قَبْلَ منيَّتي

نِهايَةَ آمالِي وغايَةَ غاياتِي

If I do not behold you before my demise

The culmination of my hopes and epitome of my aspirations

فحُسْنُ عَزائي حِيلَ بَيْني وبيْنَهُ

وقُرّةُ عَيْني لمْ تُجَلَّ بِمِرآتي

Then the beauty of my solace has been thwarted between me and it

And the apple of my eye has not been fulfilled by my vision

شُهودُكَ أمْنٌ منْ عِداةِ خَواطِري

وقُرْبُكَ حِرْزٌ منْ توَقُّعِ آفاتِ

Your testimonies are safety from the enemies of my thoughts

And your nearness is a fortress from the anticipation of catastrophes

فإنْ لمْ يكُنْ وَصْلٌ فهَبْها إشارَةً

فَيا حُسْنَ شاراتِي بِها منْ إشاراتِ

So if union is not to be, then grant at least a gesture

O beauty of my gestures, by it, from gestures