لَكَ طَرْفي حِمَىً وَقَلْبِيَ بَيْتُ
فِيهِمَا عَهْدَكَ القَدِيمَ خَبَيْتُ
For you, my eye is a sanctuary and my heart a house.
In both I have hidden your ancient covenant.
وَمِنَ السُّكْرِ مَا صَحَوْتُ وَكَلاً
كَيْفَ أَصْحُو وَمِنْ لَمَاكَ أنَتَشيْتُ
And I have not sobered from intoxication—no indeed!
How could I sober, when I grew drunk on your dusky lips?
بَسَطَ العَاذِلُونَ فِيكَ مَلاَمِي
وَبِسَاطَ القَبُولِ عَنْهُمْ طَوَيْتُ
The reproachers spread out their censure of me concerning you.
And I rolled up the carpet of acceptance, withdrawing it from them.
كَيْفَ يَنْوي السُّلُوَ عَنْكَ المُعَنَّى
يَا مُنَى القَلْبِ وَهْوَ في الحَيِّ مَيْتُ
How can the tormented one intend to forget you,
O heart's desire, when he is dead amid the clan?
وَضَلاَلُ عَنْ مِثْلِ حُسْنِكَ صَبْرِي
وَلِقَلْبِي الهَنَا فَإنِّي اهْتَدَيْتُ
And keeping myself from beauty such as yours is going astray.
And joy belongs to my heart, for I have found the way.
بكَ يَا كَعْبَةَ الهَوَى طَافَ قَلْبِي
وَبَداَ بَارِقُ الصَّفَا فَسَعَيْتُ
Around you, O Kaaba of love, my heart circled.
And the lightning-flash of Safa appeared, so I hastened.
Sol 6.1