تَعلَقُ رَوحي رَوحَها قَبلَ خَلقِنا

وَمِن بَعدِ ما كُنّا نِطافا وَفي المَهدِ

My soul was attached to her soul before our creation

And after we were but drops and in the cradle

فَزادَ كَما زِدنا فَأَصبَحَ نامِيا

فَلَيسَ وَإِن مُتنا بِمُنفَصِمِ العَهدِ

It grew as we grew and became erect

So it's not severed even if we die

وَلَكِنَّهُ باقٍ عَلى كُلِّ حادِثٍ

وَزائِرُنا في ظَلمَةِ القَبرِ وَاللَحدِ

Rather, it remains despite every event

And visits us in the darkness of the grave and shroud

يَكادُ حُبابُ الماءِ يَخدِشُ جِلدَها

إِذا اِغتَسَلَت بِالماءِ مِن رِقَتِ الجِلدِ

The raindrops almost scratch her skin

When she bathes with water, so delicate is her skin

وَإِنِّيَ أَشتاقُ إِلى ريحِ جَيبِها

كَما اِشتاقَ إِدريسُ إِلى جَنَّةِ الخُلدِ

And I long for the scent of her bosom

As Idris longed for the eternal Paradise

وَلَو لَبِسَت ثَوباً مِنَ الوَردِ خالِصاً

لَخَدَّشَ مِنها جِلدَها وَرَقُ الوَردِ

If she wore a dress of pure roses

It would scratch her skin and the rose petals

يُثَقِّلُها لُبسُ الحَريرِ لِلينِها

وَتَشكو إِلى جاراتِها ثِقَلَ العِقدِ

The silk garment weighs heavily on her for her tenderness

And she complains to her neighbors of the weight of the necklace

وَأَرحَمُ خَدَّيها إِذا ما لَحَظتُها

حِذاراً لِلَحظي أَن يُؤَثِّرَ في الخَدِّ

And I have mercy on her cheeks when I glimpse them

Lest my glance affect her cheek