خَيْرُ وَقْتٍ لِمُشَاكَا

ة الهَوَى وَقْتُ الهِلاَل

The best time for love's tryst is the crescent moon's

When the body hides at a distance

إِذْ يَخِفُّ الجِسْمُ مِنْ بُعْدٍ

فَيَبْدُو كَالخَيَالْ

And seems like a mirage

Love gives refuge

يمْنحُ الحُبُّ لِمَنْ

يَلْتَمِسُ السِّتْرَ الأَمَانْ

To those who seek a veil of safety

We were lost in it

نَحْنُ كُنَّا فِيهِ

وهْمَيْنِ فَكَيْفَ القُبْلَتانْ

And in rapture - so how could we kiss