وَأغيد مَعسول الرضاب رَجَوتهُ

لأَلثمَ مِنهُ مَبسَماً أَو فَماً فَمن

I yearn for the honeyed nectar of his lips,

Hoping to kiss a smile or mouth from him.

حجازيّ أَلفاظٍ إِذا رُمت وَصلهُ

يَقول سَتَلقى إِن أَتيت مِنىً منَن

Words of the Hejaz, when aimed and connected,

Say you’ll find favor if you show favor.

بَديع جَمال لَو ضَلَلت عَن الهَوى

أَراني مَتى عاينتُ مِنهُ سَناً سَنَن

Beauty so fair, if I strayed from passion,

Would I see in him an age or idols?

يُرَنِّحُ مِن أَعطاف بانة قَدِّهِ

مَتى ما عَراني في هَواه فَنىً فَنَن

Swaying from the sides of his graceful neck

Whenever he denied me, lost in passion.

فَوا حَرَبي مِن سَيف لَحظيه في الهَوى

لَكَ اللَه ما أَعطى ذَواتِ هُدىً هُدَن

Alas for the battles of his glances in love!

By Allah, he gave not guidance to the guided.

فَلا تَعجَبوا من فتنتي بِجَمالهِ

فَكَم مِن فَتاةٍ في الهَوى وَفَتىً فَتَن

So wonder not at my enchantment with his beauty,

For how many a maid and youth passion ensnares!