صاحِ غِيُّ الهَوى أَثار الجَوى بي
وَكَفى الحال سائِلي عَن جَوابي
The passion's confidant has stirred my love
That's enough, don't ask anymore about my response
كَم هِزبر عَصيتُ إِذ بِتُّ صابي
وَغَزالٍ أَطَعت فيهِ التَصابي
How many reproaches have I disobeyed, when I was chaste
And gazelles I obeyed, in them my desire
وَغَريمي بِالحُبّ فيهِ غَرامي
أَغيدٌ لَو نار العَواذل مَسَّت
My beloved, with love I have fallen for him
Quiet, even if the fire of passion touched him
في هَواه مَسامِعي ما أَحسَّت
ثَغره حاجَتي لَه حينَ مَسَّت
In his love, my hearing hasn't sensed
His mouth, my need for it when it touched
حاجِباه بِأَسهُم اللَحظ أَمسَت
عَن مَرامي مِن الرِضاب مَرامي
His eyebrows, with the arrows of his glances armed
Against my purpose, the slaps made me deviate
كُلَّما مَرَّ لي حلت مِنهُ حالٌ
وَبَدا لي أَنَّ السُلوَّ محالٌ
Whenever he passed by me, a state descended upon me
And it seemed to me the greeting is impossible
ثُمَّ لَمّا مِنهُ تَجلّى جَمالٌ
لاحَ في خدِّهِ لِعَينيّ خالٌ
Then when his beauty manifested itself to me
A mole appeared on his cheek to my eyes
وَهوَ بَدرٌ بَدا بِلَيل التَمامِ
بِأَبي خاله الذكيُّ شَذاهُ
He is a full moon that appeared in the darkness of perfection
By my father, his cheek, the most intelligent, its remedy
جرحُ قَلبي بِهِ يَنالُ شِفاهُ
أَسوَد فَوقَ أَبيض قد جَلاهُ
The wound of my heart by it gets its healing
Black above white, it has polished him
قُلت لمّا اِنجَلى لِعَيني سَناهُ
حمل البَدر قِطعَةً مِن ظَلامِ
I said, when his brilliance shone to my eyes, his tooth
The full moon carries a piece of darkness
كَم حَسودٍ عَلَيهِ في الحُبّ لاما
حينَ خَطّ الجَمال في الخَدِّ لاما
How many envious people blame him for love
When he etched beauty on the cheek, blame
قلّ صَبري فَحينَ زِدتُ هياما
كَثر الهائِمون فيهِ غَراما
My patience lessened so when I became more enamored
Those who loved him increased, enamored
وَقَليل مَن لَم يَكُن ذا هيامِ
وَيح قَلب الشَجيِّ فيهِ وَتَبّا
And few have not fallen in love with him
Oh heart of the lover, woe to you
لخليّ خَلا مِن الوَجد قَلبا
وَلَماه الشَهيُّ قَد طابَ شرباً
To the bosom friend, he has a heart empty of passion’s anguish
The amorous one has found his drink pleasant
إِذ غَدا منهلاً لَدى الوِردِ عَذبا
وَهوَ فيما حَكوا كَثير الزحامِ
When he has become a fountain at the roses, fresh
And he according to what they say is very crowded
يا لثَغر له اللآلئُ كنه
عَنهُ يا برق قَد حَكيتَ فَكُنهُ
What lips whose pearls are its depths
About it, oh lightning, you have told its essence
هُوَ غَيث الظَما كَما قيلَ عَنهُ
غَير أَني ظَمئت بالوِردِ مِنهُ
It is rain for the thirsty as was said about it
Except that I thirsted for the roses from it
وَلَقَد زادَ فيهِ حرُّ أُوامي
كَيفَ أُصلى بِالصَدّ مِنهُ جَحيما
And indeed its heat has increased my worries
How do I pray against its repression, heatedly
وَأَرى الخدّ جَنَّةً وَنَعيما
نبئي في هَواه أَضحى عَظيما
And I see the cheek as paradise and bliss
Tell me in his love he has become great
وَغَدا السهد في جُفوني مُقيما
حينما جدَّ بِالرَحيل مَنامي
And sadness in my eyelids has become resident
When he was firm to bid farewell, my sleep
مَن مُجير الضَعيف يا أَهل ودّي
مِن قَويٍّ عَلَيهِ رام التَعدّي
Who will protect the weak, oh people of my affection
Against the powerful who wanted to transgress upon him
كُلَّما رُمت قُربه رامَ بعدي
وَإِذا دامَ هَكَذا فيهِ وَجدي
Whenever I wanted to get near him, he wanted distance
And if this anguish of mine in him continues like this
فَعَلى النَوم يا جُفون سَلامي
Then my greetings to sleep, oh eyelids
