وأجْوَفَ معشوقِ الأَنينِ مُخَفّفٍ

تُحرَّكُ مِنْ إطْرابِنَا حَرَكَاتُهُ

With the beloved of sighs, whose movements

Are stirred by our restlessness, a lightened

له ألْسُنٌ رُكِّبْنَ من غير جِسْمِهِ

يُعَادُ إذا أَوْدَتْ به نَقَرَاتُهُ

He has tongues assembled without his body

That chatter when his tapping awakens them

وبالفَلَكِ الدُّوّارِ شَبّهَهُ الّذِي

يراهُ ففيه شكلُهُ وصِفَاتُهُ

He who sees him compares him to the rotating sphere

In it are his image and attributes

تعانِقُهُ بين النَّدَامَى غَرِيزَةٌ

كَعَابٌ إليها مؤتُهُ وحياتُهُ

An instinct embraces him among the regrets

Like a snake to it he tends, it's his life

أساءَتْ إليَّ الآذانُ مِنْهُ فأحْسَنَتْ

بذاكَ إلَى آذانِنا نَغَمَاتُهُ

The ears did me wrong from him, and so

His melodies did good to our ears

يا نفسُ موتي فقد جدّ الأَسَى مُوتي

مَا كُنْتُ أَوّلَ صَبِّ غَيْرَ مَبْخُوتٍ

Oh soul, my death, sorrow has made death real

I wasn't at first pour unrewarded

يَوْمُ الفراقِ رَمَى شَمْلي فَشَتَّتَهُ

رماهُ ربِّي بِتَفْرِيقٍ وتَشْتِيتِ

The day we parted, he scattered my union

Scattered it, my Lord, with separation and dispersal

بكى إلى غَدَاةِ البَيْنِ حينَ رَأَى

دَمْعِي يَفيضُ وحالِي حَالَ مَبْهُوتِ

He cried until the morn of estrangement when he saw

My overflowing tears and my devastated state

فَدَمْعَتي ذَوْبُ ياقوتٍ على ذَهَبٍ

وَدَمْعُهُ ذَوْبُ دُرٍّ فَوْقَ يَاقُوتِ

My teardrops melted ruby on gold

His tears melted pearls on ruby