بتّ في الهوى ثملاً
صاحي بسكر الوجد
I was drunk with love,
Awake with the intoxication of passion,
يضرب الهوى مثلاً
فيّ بعشقي وحدي
Love gives me an example,
Of my love and solitude.
أعشق الجمالا إن أرَ الغزالا
قد دنا دلالا
I love beauty if I see a gazelle,
That has come near fluttering.
ريمٌ إن دنا قتلا
باللحظ ضاري الأسد
Rime if it comes near it kills,
With a glance that makes the lion flee.
هزّ قدّه أسلا
لعاشقيه مردي
It bent its neck submissively,
To its lovers bending.
فانثني ومالا بالجفون صالا
يرشق النبالا
It then bowed and inclined,
With its eyelids drawing together yearning.
روض خدّه خجلا
منه غضيضُ الوردِ
It shoots arrows,
The garden of its cheek turned red with shyness,
والطلا غدا وجلا
من ريقه الماوردي
Dew came and the rose bud
Blushed from its saliva.
فاق المسك خالا والغصن اعتدالا
والبدر اكتمالا
It surpassed musk in moles and the branch in flexibility,
And the full moon in perfection,
غزلي قد غدا غزلا
ينسج حسن البرد
My love poem has become a love poem,
In which the beauty of this land is woven.
فيه عفت من عزلا
في هزله والجدّ
In it chastity from isolation,
In its jest and seriousness.
بأبي غزالا ينثني دلالا
يكسف الهلالا
By my father the gazelle bends fluttering,
Eclipsing the crescent moon.
سلّ لحظه فعلا
على الحسام الهندي
Its glance had an effect,
On the Indian scimitar,
حيث صبّه قتلا
بالعين لا بالأيدي
Where he poured death,
With the eyes not the hands.
في المحبّ صالا يقطع الوصالا
وصلُنا استحالا
In the lover it meets and separates,
Our connection became impossible,
مشرب الغرام فلا
يصفو لصبٍّ بعدي
The drink of passion so,
It does not clear for any lover after me.
إذ وردته عللا
وطاب فيه وردي
As its water was diseased,
And my rose thrived in it.
من يكن تحالا فيه مات حالا
سقماً وانتحالا
Who claims in it he dies immediately,
Sick and falsely.
حب من ألست بلى
كان هواه عهدي
The love of am I not yes,
His love was my pact.
منه كم ضنى وبلا
قلّدني كالعقدِ
From it how much he resented and tested me,
He collared me like a necklace.
انعم فيه بالا لم أخف وبالا
لا ولا نكالا
Relish in it without fear or trials,
No, no hardships.