صدَّني بعد اقترابٍ وجفاني

قَمَرٌ يخَجلُ منه القَمرانِ

After drawing near, he shunned me, and was cold to me,

A moon putting to shame the two moons.

لستُ أَدعو باسمه ضَنّاً به

غير أَني الذي أخْفِيه كانِ

I do not call him by name out of jealousy,

Except that I am the one who conceals him.

ظَمَأي فيه ظَما آخِره

ليتين أَوَّلُه ممّا عَراني

My thirst for him a thirst that has no end,

Would that, because of what he denied me, I had never known the first of it!