وَكَثِيْرَةِ النَّغَمَاتِ تَحْسَبُهَا

فِي كُلِّ عُضْوٍ أُوتِيَتْ حَلْقَا

With melodies aplenty, you'd think

Each organ granted a voice

غَنَّتْ فَظَلْتُ إِخَالُنِي طَرَبَاً

أَسْمُو إِلَى الأَفْلاَكِ أَوْ أَرْقَى

She sang, and I was left enraptured

Soaring to the galaxies on high

تَحْكِي أَنِيْنِي وَهْيَ سَالِيَةٌ

مَمَّا أَجِنُّ وَتَشْتَكِي عِشْقَا

She tells of my sighs as she flows along

Of my torments and lovesick pains

وَتَرَى لَهَا عُودَاً تُعَانِقُهُ

وَكَلاَمُهُ وَكَلاَمُهَا وِفْقَا

Beholding a lute she embraces

Their words entwined in harmony

لَوْ لَمْ تُحَرِّكْهُ أَنَامِلُهَا

كَانَ الهَوَاءُ يُفِيْدُهُ نُطْقَا

If not for her dancing fingers

The very air would grant it speech

جَسَّتْهُ عَالِمَهً بِحَالَتِهِ

جَسَّ الطَّبِيْبِ لِمُدْنَفٍ عِرْقَا

She felt its state with a scholar's perception

As a doctor feels a fevered brow

فَحَسِبْتُ يُمْنَاهَا تُحَرِّكُهُ

رَعْدَاً وَخِلْتُ يَسَارَهَا بَرْقَا

I fancied her right hand stirred it

With thunder, her left with lightning's flash