وَساحِرِ الطَرفِ شَهِيُّ اللَمى

حلو التَثَنّي كامِلِ الحُسنِ

The charmer of glances, beautiful and bright,

Sweetly curved, perfect in grace and might,

يَمشي وترُبٌ مَعهُ مِثلُهُ

في الشَكلِ وَالهَيئَةِ وَالسِنِ

He walked as a like one walked with him,

In form and mien and years the same.

قُلتُ لَهُ ما اِسمُكَ قُل لي فَقَد

فَتَنتَني قالَ اِنصَرِف عَنّي

I said “Tell me your name”, for you have cast

Your spell on me. He said “Turn away”.

تَبغي سِوى اِسمي وَتُوَرّي بِهِ

فاتَكَ ما تَطلُبُهُ مِنّي

You seek but my name, and hide with it,

What you desire of me, now astray.

أَخفَيتُهُ عَنكَ وَلكِنَّهُ

يَبدو بِما غَرَّكَ مِن جَفني

I hid it from you, but it appears

In what enticed you of my eyes’ shine.

قُلتُ فَهذا ما اسمُهُ قالَ لي

بَعضُ الَّذي قَد قُلتَهُ يُغني

I said “This then’s his name”. He said to me

“Part of what you have said will suffice.”