لَولا العذار وَلَولا طَرفك الساجي

ما باتَ مُضناك بَينَ اليائس الراجي

Without your coquetry, without your alluring glance,

My sorrow for you would not persist between despair and hope.

يا كَعبة الحُسن رُكن الصَبر مُنهَدم

شُلّت يَمين عذول فيك حجّاجِ

O epitome of beauty, pillar of demolished patience,

The right hand of passion in you is paralyzed as pilgrims.

حَبست روحي بِسجن البُعد عَنك فَهَل

هَذا مَتاع لِحَولٍ غَير إِخراجِ

You have imprisoned my soul in the jail of distance from you, so is there

Gain in a situation other than release?

كَم ذا أُعاني قَضايا لَوعَةٍ وَضَنى

فَلَيتَها مِنكَ كانَت ذات إِنتاجِ

How much do I suffer from the issues of burning agony and sorrow.

If only they were productive because of you.

إِن كانَ هَذا رضا مَولاي فُزت بِهِ

فَوز الغَريق مَع اِستعلاء أَمواجِ

If this is the consent of my Master, I have succeeded in it,

Like the success of a drowning man with rising waves.

فَيا غَنيّاً عَن المَعنى البَديع ألا

رِفقاً بِصبٍّ إِلى لُقياك مُحتاجِ

So, O you who have no need for rhetorical embellishment, be gentle

With a lover who desperately needs to meet you.

فَأَنتَ دُرّة عقد الحسن في شَرف

يَزين مَعناك لا بَل دُرّة التاجِ

You are a pearl in the necklace of beauty, rather the pearl in the crown

Adorning your essence, not just a pearl in a necklace.

أَهواه نَحويّ لَفظٍ فارِسيّ حلى

يريك حاجبه أَفعال زجّاجِ

I am infatuated with the charming words of Persian poetry

That show you the actions of a skillful glassblower.

سَلَكتُ في حُبّه مِنهاج ذي وَلَهٍ

وَهَل لِسالك ذا المِنهاج مِن هاجي

I have followed the path of passionate love for you,

Can someone on this path have a guide?

فدىً لآس عذاريه فؤاد شجٍ

ناجي الغَرام وَلَكن لَيسَ بِالناجي

I sacrifice the agony of my heart, though a secretive lover,

A lover of passion, but not one who achieves his desires.

قالوا تَعذّر فاِسلو عَن هَواه وَقَد

بَدا لَهُم مِنهُ بَدر التمّ في داجي

They said his love was impossible, for the full moon in its splendor

Had appeared to them while still crescent.

نعم هُوَ اللَيل إِلّا أنَّ ظُلمته

ضاءت بِنور سِراج مِنهُ وَهّاجِ

Yes, it is the night, except that its darkness

Was illuminated by the radiant lamp within it.

فَقيل في سندس خضرٍ نَرى قَمَرا

وَرُبّما قيل في إِكليل دِيباجِ

So it was said about green silk that we see the moon in it,

And at times said about a bejeweled crown.

وَقُلت مُذ نِلت مِن تاريخه أَرباً

سطر مِن المسك في طرس مِن العاجِ

And I have said since gaining experience in his chronicles,

A line of musk on a page of ivory.