جارت على مهجتي ظلما وما عدلت
فليت شعري إلى من في الهوى عدلت
My heart was unjustly oppressed, and she did not make amends
I wish I knew who she intended with her love
هيفاء كم قتلت بالهجر من كبد
وكم قلوب شوت يوم النوى وقلت
Haifa, how many livers have you killed with abandonment
And how many hearts did you shoot the day you bent your bow
وللّه لست بسال عن محبتها
ولو اذا بت فؤادي بالجوى وسلت
By Allah, I won't ask about her love
Even if my heart melted from passion when I questioned
بهجرها ارخصت قتلي ووجنتها
تسعرت نارها في مهجتي وغلت
With her abandonment, I cheapened my murder and her cheek
Its fire blazed in my heart and was stoked
ريانة العطف قد مال الدلال بها
كأن اعطافها بالسكر قد ثملت
The softness of her charm, her coquetry leaned towards her
As if her charms were drunk with sweetness
تريك بدرا اذا ماست على غصن
فاجعب لها قامة بدر الدجا حملت
You see her as a full moon when she leans on a branch
So sculpt for her a posture, she carried the full moon of Duja
عنها الغصون حديث الميل ترفعه
إلى القوام وعنه صح ما نقلت
The branches conveyed to the waist the tale of her inclination
Honestly telling what she related
ما الظبي ان نفرت ما الغصن ان خطرت
ما الصبح ان سفرت ما الليل ان سدلت
What of the gazelle if she bolted, what of the branch if it stirred
What of dawn if it departed, what of night if it draped
للبدر لو ظهرت لم يبد من خجل
والشمس ان ابصرتها في الضحى افلت
If the full moon appeared, it would not shine from shyness
And the sun, when spied in the morning, darkened
والنرجس الغض عنها غض ناظره
من الحيا وخدود الورد قد خجلت
The blossoming narcissus averted its gaze from her
Ashamed, while the rose's cheeks blushed
تصدرت لخلاقي وهي فارغة
وبالخلاف لقلبي في الهوى شغلت
She went ahead of my peers empty-handed
And busied my heart with her contrary love
تقلدت ما انتضته من لواحظها
ولي بما اهتز من اعطافها اعتقلت
I wore what I picked of her glances
And with what swayed of her charm I was fettered
وغادرتني قتيلا في محبتها
ولست ادري بماذا في الهوى قتلت
And she left me dying of love for her
And I don't know why with love she killed me
مليكة بكنوز الحسن مثرية
لكن بدينار ذاك الخد قد بخلت
A queen with treasures of beauty tempting
But with that coin of her cheek she was stingy
سحارة الجفن بالالباب عابثة
كأن بالسحر عينيها قد اكتحلت
Sorceress of the eyelid, wantonly playing with glances
As if her eyes were lined with magic
لا واخذ الله هاتيك العيون بما
اسيافها صنعت فينا وما فعلت
No - may God take those eyes for what
their swords have done to us and what they did
عجبت كيف غدت تدعى لواحظها
كليلة وهي في اجفانها قتلت
I wonder how she claims to be like Layla* to her admirers
When she has killed in her glances
حاكت بجسمي ثياب السقم مقلتها
اما ترى كيف لي اجفانها غزلت
She tailored with my body the clothes of sickness, twining them
Don't you see how her lashes spun them?
