يا لائِمي بِهَوى الَّذي في ذاتِهِ
بَهر الإلهُ عُقولَ مَخلوقاتِهِ
O you who blame me for the love that dazzled
The minds of God's creation with its essence
قَسَماً بِآي النور مِن وَجناتِهِ
خطر الحَبيب دُهِشت مِن خَطراتِهِ
I swear by the verses of light from His heavens
That the idea of the Beloved amazed me with its dangers
يا مَرحَباً بِحبيبنا وَصِفاتِهِ
تَاللَهِ ما راب الجَميل بِصَدِّهِ
Oh welcome, our Beloved and his attributes
By God, the Perfect One is not harmed by his rejection
مضناه إِلّا مِن سَفاهة ضدِّهِ
غصن إِذا لَعب الدلال بِقدّهِ
None reject him except the ignorant and foolish
A branch sways when the wind plays with its twigs
الوَرد يَحسده لحمرة خَدِّهِ
وَالآس منعطف عَلى وَجناتِهِ
The rose envies it for the redness of its cheeks
And the myrtle bends towards its gardens
روحي الفِداء لِزائر أهدى الهَنا
وَالنَفس ما بَين المنيّة وَالمُنى
My soul is ransom for the visitor who guided
Between death and the final resting place
رَشأ لَهُ تَعنو الأُسود إِذا رَنا
يا خَجلة الأَغصان مِنهُ إِذا اِنثَنى
It grew and lions whimper when it roars
Oh the branches' shyness when it bends
وَفَضيحة الغزلان مِن لَفتاتِهِ
اِنعم صَباحاً لاحَ طالع خَيرِهِ
And the gazelles' shame from its glances
It brings a morning whose goodness rises
مِن وَجهِهِ وَبَدَت مَيامِن طَيرِهِ
وَمُذ اِحتَسى الأَعدا مدامة ديرِهِ
Radiant from its face, its blessings appear
Ever since the enemies tasted the wine of its monastery
قالوا تَسلّى عَن هَواه بِغَيرِهِ
وَاِعشَق سِواه فَقُلت لا وَحياتِهِ
They said, forget your love and love another
I said no, by its life
لا أَبتَغي عَن روح روحي غادَةً
بَدَلاً وَحفظُ الودِّ حَسبي عادَةً
I will not seek solace for my soul with another
Loyalty is my custom, not substitution
قَمر حُلى التَقوى كَسَتهُ سَعادَةً
جَعل الصَلاة مَع الصِيام عِبادَةً
The moon of piety veiled it with fortune
Making prayer with fasting an act of devotion
يا لَيتَهُ قَد جادَ لي بِزَكاتِهِ
ما ضَرَّ مَن كانَ الوَحيد بِذا الزَمَن
Oh if only its charity would flow to me
What harm to one alone in this time
لَو جادَ بِالحُسنى لإِحيائي وَمَن
قَسماً بِطلعة وَجهِهِ الباهي الحَسَن
If he is generous in doing good to revivify me and others
I swear by the rising of its beautiful radiant face
ما أَجر من صَلّى وَصامَ كَأجرِ مَن
أَحيا قَتيل الهَجر بَعدَ مَماتِهِ
None who prayed and fasted have the reward of one
Who revives the slain of separation after its death
