زوروا بُثَينَةَ فَالحَبيبُ مَزورُ

إِنَّ الزِيارَةَ لِلمُحِبِّ يَسيرُ

Visit Buthaina, for the beloved is visited

Indeed visiting those who love is easy

إِنَّ التَرَحُّلَ أَن تَلَبَّسَ أَمرُنا

وَاِعتاقَنا قَدَرٌ أُحِمَّ بَكورُ

Undertaking this journey has clothed our matter

And our liberation was a tightly wrapped fate

إِنّي عَشِيَّةَ رُحتُ وَهيَ حَزينَةٌ

تَشكو إِلَيَّ صَبابَةً لَصَبورُ

In the evening I left while she was sad

Complaining to me with enduring passion

وَتَقولُ بِت عِندي فَدَيتُكَ لَيلَةً

أَشكو إِلَيكَ فَإِنَّ ذاكَ يَسيرُ

She said while I was leaving, I ransom you a night

I confide my complaint to you, for that is easy

غَرّاءُ مِبسامٌ كَأَنَّ حَديثُها

دُرٌّ تَحَدَّرَ نَظمُهُ مَنثورُ

A flirtatious beauty, her words

Are like pearls flowing in loose prose

مَحطوطَةُ المَتنَينِ مُضمَرَةُ الحَشا

رَيّا الرَوادِفِ خَلقُها مَمكورُ

Slender in stature, shy in her glances

Delicate in her steps, her nature well-mannered

لا حُسنِها حُسنٌ وَلا كَدَلالِها

دَلٌّ وَلا كَوَقارِها تَوقيرُ

Her beauty is no mere beauty, nor her charm

Mere allurement, nor her dignity mere reverence

إِنَّ اللِسانَ بِذِكرِها لَمُوَكَّلٌ

وَالقَلبُ صادٍ وَالخَواطِرُ صوَرُ

Indeed my tongue is charged with her mention

My heart impassioned, my thoughts well-pictured

وَلَئِن جَزَيتِ الوُدَّ مِنّي مِثلَهُ

إِنّي بِذَلِكَ يا بُثَينَ جَديرُ

And if you reciprocated my love similarly

In that, O Buthaina, I would be deserving