ما نالَ سِرَّ الهَوى مِمَّن كلفتُ بِهِ

مِنّي صَديقٌ وَلا أَبثَثتَهُ بَشَرا

None who I confided the secret of love to

Was a friend of mine, nor did I complain to any mortal

خِفتُ الرَقيبَ عَلَيهِ وَالوُشاةَ بِهِ

فَقَد جَعَلتُ اِسمَهُ في القَلبِ مُستَتِرا

I feared the spy upon it and the slanderers by it

So I have kept its name hidden, concealed in my heart