1. سَيِّدي بِالَّذي أَمدك بِالحُس

    نِ وَأضولاكَ بهجة وَجمالا

    My master, by Him who endowed you with beauty

    and granted you radiance and loveliness,

  2. وَالَّذي في كُسور جفنَيك قَد أَو

    دَع لِلعاشِقينَ سِحرا حَلالا

    and by Him who placed within the folds of your eyelids

    lawful magic for lovers,

  3. وَالَّذي خَص وُجنَتَيكَ بِشَيء

    قَد أَطالَ العُشّاق فيه الجِدالا

    and by Him who favored your cheeks with something

    over which lovers have long debated:

  4. صَل محبا يَرى الصَبابَة فَرضا

    لازِما وَالسلوّ عَنك محالا

    grant union to a lover who deems longing a duty

    binding upon him, and forgetting you impossible.

  5. يا غَزالا بَل أَجلّ ومن أي

    نَ وَبِالجيد قَد فَضَحتَ الغَزالا

    O gazelle—no, more exalted! How could you be one,

    when, with your neck, you have put the gazelle to shame?

  6. يا سَمَيّ الخَليل نارك بَرد

    لكِن القَلب زادَ مِنها اِشتِعالا

    O namesake of the Friend, your fire is cool,

    yet the heart burns all the more because of it.

  7. أَنتَ عَلِمتَ من معاطفك الغُص

    ن فَلَمّا رَآكَ قَد مِلتَ مالا

    You taught the bough to sway with your supple curves;

    so when it saw you sway, it swayed.

  8. اِنَّما عُصبَة الجَمالِ نُجوم

    أَنتَ قَد صِرتَ فَوقَهُنَّ هِلالا

    The company of beauties are but stars;

    you have become a crescent moon above them.

  9. كُل قَلب سكنته لم تَدع في

    هِ لِشَىء غَير الغَرام مَجالا

    In every heart you have inhabited, you have left

    no room for anything but passionate love.

  10. يا حَبيبي بِاللَهِ صِلني فَاِنّي

    ذُبتُ وَجدا وَلا تَقُل لي لالا

    O my beloved, by God, grant me union, for I

    have melted with longing; do not tell me, 'No, no.'

  11. يا حَبيبي دَع الصُدود وَراعِ اللَ

    ه فينا سبحانه وَتَعالى

    O my beloved, stop turning away, and be mindful of God

    in how you treat us—glorified and exalted is He.

  12. كُلَّما زادَ عاشِقوكَ اِنمِحاقا

    زِدت يا بَدر في العُيون كَمالا

    The more your lovers dwindle away,

    the more perfect you grow in every eye, O full moon.

  13. لا تَبلغ أَعدايَ في مَناهُم

    فَيَزيد الغَرام بي اِشكالا

    Do not let my enemies attain their wishes,

    lest love grow still more perplexing for me.

  14. ته دَلالا وَهل يقال لِمَن أَم

    سى فَريداً في عَصرِهِ ته دَلالا

    Be proudly coy! Yet can one tell someone who has become

    peerless in his age, 'Be proudly coy'?