أَغار عَلى الصَبّ من أَنَّبَه

هُوَ الحُبُّ من يُطفِه أَلهَبَه

I defend the lovesick one against those who rebuke him; for this is love: whoever tries to quench it only makes it burn.

My heart has drifted far from me while my longing remains; by God, how wondrously strange is my affair!

نَأَى القَلبُ عَنّي وَشَوقي مَعي

فَلِلَّه أَمرِيَ ما أَعجَبَه

My inmost heart pines for my slayer; such is the way of passion for those who have experienced it.

The character of one who tastes it softens, and the nature of one refined by it becomes gentle.

يَحِنُّ فُؤادي إِلى قاتِلي

كَذاك الهَوى عِندَ مَن جَرَّبَه

He generously offers good will to the one who angers him, and seeks the comfort of the one who exhausted him.

When the infatuation of love consumes my heart, it prays for bliss for the very one who tormented it.

تَرِقُّ شَمائلُ مَن ذاقَهُ

وَتَلطُف شَمأَلُ مِن هَذَّبه

يَجُود لِمُسخِطه بِالرِضا

وَيَطلب راحَةَ مَن أَتعَبَه

إِذا شَفَّ قَلبي غَرامُ الهَوى

دَعا بِالنَعيم لِمَن عَذَّبه