وربَّ غزالةٍ طلعتْ

بقلبي وهْوَ مرعاها

By the Lord of a graceful gazelle that rose

in my heart while it was her pasture

نصبتُ لها شباكاً منْ

نضارٍ ثمَّ صدْناها

I set up for her nets of dew, then we startled her away.

She enriched me with her beauty,

فأغنتني بملقاها

وألقتني بمغناها

and cast me into her melody,

and she said to me when we had come

وقالتْ لي وقدْ صرنا

إلى عينٍ قصدناها

to a spring we were seeking:

"Weigh out the spring, then darken it

وزنتَ العينَ فاكحلْها

بطلعتها بمجراها

with her glance along her course."