بك في ملَّة الغَرام اِقتديتُ
أَتُراني إلى سواكَ اِنتميتُ
In the doctrine of love, I followed your example
Do you think I could belong to another but you?
وَهَواكُ الَّذي عليه اِنطويتُ
لك طَرفي حمىً وَقَلبي بيتُ
And it is your love that I have wrapped myself in
My eyes keep your promise, and my heart is your home
فيهما عهدك القَديم خَبيتُ
تحسبُ القَلبَ عنك مال وملّا
In them your ancient pact I have hidden
You reckon the heart is done with you and has turned away
وَصحا بعد سُكره وتخلّى
لا وَعينيكَ لَستُ مِمَّن تسلّى
Yet sober again after its drunkenness, and left behind
No - by your eyes, I'll never be one to abandon
ومن السُكر ما صحوتُ وكلّا
كَيفَ أَصحو ومِن هواك اِنتشيتُ
How can I sober up when drunk with love for you?
I never concealed this passion, which overflowed
ما كَتمتُ الهوى وَفرطَ الهُيام
بك إلّا وزادَ حرُّ أوامي
Except it increased the heat of my longing
And when I confessed my love openly
وإذا فهتُ للوَرى بغَرامي
بسطَ العاذلون فيك مَلامي
The censurers stretched out their blame against me
So I folded up the carpet of acceptance before them
وَبساطَ القبول عنهم طويتُ
زعم اللائمُ الَّذي قد تعنّى
The critic who turned against me supposed
That I had lost myself in fancy and illusion
أَنَّني قد سَلوتُ وهماً وظنّا
وَفؤادي أَدرى بما قد أَجنّا
Yet my heart knows better what it has garnered
How can the meaning intend to neglect you
كَيفَ يَنوي السلوَّ عنك المُعنى
يا مُنى القلب وهو في الحَيِّ مَيتُ
You, the wish of my heart, while it still beats?
Long has absence been, and the distance still binds me
قَد أَطالَ الفراقُ والبين أَسري
وَقَضى لي عنكَ البعادُ بهجرِ
And ordained for me, apart from you, estrangement
And guided me to patience, though it does not know
وَهَداني للصَبرِ من ليس يَدري
وَضلالٌ عن مثل حسنكَ صَبري
That my patience in the absence of your beauty is misguidance
So to my heart its aberration, that I thought myself guided
فَلِقَلبي الهَنا بأَنّي اِهتديتُ
هامَ قَلبي عَلى حماك ولُبّي
My heart was infatuated with your love, and my reason
Became, in its passion for you, infatuation
وَغدا العَقلُ في هَواكَ يُلبّي
رمتُ قرباً فمذ خطيت بقرب
I drew near, having set out to draw near to you
And my heart circled around you, O Kaaba of Loyalty
بك يا كعبةَ الوفا طافَ قَلبي
وَبدا بارقُ الصَفا فَسَعيتُ
And the brilliant dawn of intimacy shone, so I hastened