Sol 6.1

  1. أَمسى بِأَسماءَ هَذا القَلبُ مَعمودا

    إِذا أَقولُ صَحا يَعتادُهُ عيدا

    At evening, this heart was stricken with love for Asma.

    Whenever I say it has sobered, love visits it anew.

  2. كَأَنَّني يَومَ أُمسي لا تُكَلِّمُني

    ذو بُغيَةٍ يَبتَغي ما لَيسَ مَوجودا

    When evening comes and she does not speak to me, I am like

    A seeker pursuing what cannot be found.

  3. أَجري عَلى مَوعِدٍ مِنها فَتُخلِفُني

    فَما أَمَلُّ وَما تَوفى المَواعيدا

    I hasten, trusting a promise from her, but she fails me;

    Yet I do not tire, and she does not keep her promises.

  4. كَأَنَّ أَحوَرَ مِن غِزلانِ ذي بَقَرٍ

    أَهدى لَها شَبَهَ العَينَينِ وَالجيدا

    It is as though a dark-eyed gazelle from Dhu Baqar

    Had given her the likeness of its eyes, and its neck.

  5. قامَت تَراءى وَقَد جَدَّ الرَحيلُ بِنا

    لِتَنكَأَ القَرحَ مِن قَلبٍ قَدِ اِصطيدا

    She rose, showing herself, as departure pressed upon us,

    To reopen the wound in a heart already ensnared,

  6. بِمُشرِقٍ مِثلِ قَرنِ الشَمسِ بازِغَةً

    وَمُسبَكِرٍّ عَلى لَبّاتِها سُوَدا

    With a radiant face like the rim of the rising sun,

    And long black tresses flowing over her upper chest.

  7. قَد طالَ مَطلي لَوَ أَنَّ اليَأسَ يَنفَعُني

    أَو أَن أُصادِفَ مِن تِلقائِها جودا

    Long has she kept me waiting—if only despair could help me,

    Or I could find some generosity on her part.

  8. فَلَيسَ تَبذُلُ لي عَفواً وَأُكرِمُها

    مِن أَن تَرى عِندَنا في الحِرصِ تَشديدا

    For she gives me nothing unasked, yet I honor her too much

    To let her see excessive eagerness on our part.