حتامَ تُطرف طرفَ عيني بالبُكا

حتامَ تُطرف طرفَ عيني بالبُكا

وإلامَ طرفي مُولعٍ بطلاحِه

وإلامَ طرفي مُولعٍ بطلاحِه

How long will you treat my gaze to tears?

My eyes are surely inclined to weep,

And how long will my gaze be enamored of its own ruin?

Yet why are they inclined to his radiance?

نظري الذي في الحب قد أفسدتُه

نظري الذي في الحب قد أفسدتُه

وفساده في الحب عينُ صلاحه

وفساده في الحب عينُ صلاحه

My gaze, which I have indeed ruined in love—

My gaze which in love I have corrupted,

And its ruin in love is its very well-being.

And its corruption in love is its rectitude.

يا ويحَ مودع سرِّهِ في جفنه

يا ويحَ مودع سرِّهِ في جفنه

فلقد أراد السترَ من فضَّاحِه

فلقد أراد السترَ من فضَّاحِه

Alas for one who lodges his secret in his eyelid!

Oh woe to him who has entrusted his secret to his eyelids!

For indeed he sought concealment from the one who exposes him.

For he has wished for concealment from his betrayer.