لذ لي في حبكم كلفي

وبكم لي قد حلا تلفي

My devotion to you has burdened me,

And through you my ruin has come to be,

والذي ترضون من شغفي

ذاك عندي غاية الشرف

That which you are pleased with in my passion,

Is to me the height of nobility,

عاذلي مت حسرة واسى

لم تنل مني سوى الاسف

Reproachers blame me in sorrow and grief,

Gaining from me nothing but sadness,

كيف اسلو عن محبتكم

لا ولا الآيات والصحف

How can I ask about your love,

No, not even by verses or scriptures,

يالقومي من رشا غنج

تائه بالعجب والصلف

My people, from the one who sprinkled charm,

Wandering in wonder and conceit,

حسن الاوصاف ذي ترف

حرت بين الحسن والترف

The beauty of descriptions of splendor,

I was confused between beauty and splendor,

بدر تم قد كلفت به

جل أوصافا عن الكلف

The full moon that I was encumbered with,

All descriptions fall short of depiction,

فهو ظبي غير ملتفت

وهو غصن غير منعطف

He is a gazelle, not paying attention,

He is a branch, not bending,

كيف قلبي عنه اصرفه

وهواه غير منصرف

How can I turn my heart away from him,

When his love is not turned away from me,

راح فيه راح معتدلا

خلني من قول منحرف

He went away composed and collected,

Leave me be, don’t speak pervertedly,

قده بالشعر معتنق

كاعتناق اللام بالالف

His stature in poetry is embraced,

Like the embrace of the lām by the alif,

عنه غصن البان حدثنا

خلف يرويه عن خلف

The myrtle branch narrated about him,

What came after relaying what came before,

ان غصان النقا نقلت

عنه حسن اللين والهيف

That the branches of the naqā narrated,

About him the softness and bendability,