1. سرتْ موهناً لا أبعد الله مسراها

    وزارت فأغنى وابلُ المزن مغناها

    She journeyed late at night—may God never make her night-journey distant.

    She visited—may the rainclouds' downpour enrich her dwelling.

  2. وقد زعموا أنَّ التفرّق في غدٍ

    فلا سلمت من غير عقرٍ مطاياها

    And they have claimed that parting comes tomorrow;

    Then may her mounts not escape unhamstrung.

  3. تجلَّى لطرفي وجهها تحت شنفها

    فقابلتُ منها بدرها وثرياها

    Her face shone before my gaze beneath her earring;

    So I beheld her full moon and her Pleiades.

  4. فلا سمعتْ إلاَّ بكاءَ حمامة

    ولا ضاحكت إلاَّ من البراق أفواها

    May she hear nothing but a dove's lament,

    And exchange smiles only with the mouths of lightning.

  5. يجول وشاحها ويسكن قلبها

    وما الوجد إلاَّ أن يجول وشاحها

    Her sash sways while her heart is still;

    And love's anguish is nothing but the swaying of her sash.

  6. وقالوا حرمتَ الصبرَ يومَ سويقةٍ

    وقد صدقوا وأطولَ ليلي بليلاها

    They said, “You were denied patience on the day of Suwayqa.”

    They spoke truly—how long my night because of its Layla!

  7. وتبعث وجدي الشمسُ في فلق الضحى

    حنيناً إليها والمهاةُ وخشفاها

    And the sun in the breaking light of morning stirs my passion,

    In yearning for her—as do the oryx doe and her two fawns.

  8. وغيرُ عجيبٍ ذاك في نسب الهوى

    إذا أخواها دلّهاني وأختاها

    And that is no wonder in love's kinship,

    When her two brothers and her two sisters have maddened me.

  9. يزول زوالَ الظلّ صبري وعهدها

    ويخفق خفقْ الآل قلبي وقرطاها

    My patience and her pledge vanish as a shadow vanishes,

    And my heart and her two earrings quiver like a mirage.

  10. واشتاق جفنيها وقد سفكا دمي

    وحسبك أن يهوى مع الفتك جفناها

    I yearn for her eyelids, though they have shed my blood;

    Enough that her eyelids are loved, murderous though they are.

  11. ومذ فرّقا ما بين قلبي وصبره

    علمت بأن البابليّين عيناها

    And since they severed my heart from its patience,

    I have known that her eyes are the two Babylonians.

  12. متى عنَّ سرب العامرية غدوةً

    فإياك يا بثَّ الفؤاد وإياها

    Whenever al-ʿAmiriyya's flock appears at dawn,

    Then beware, O anguish of the heart—beware of her!

  13. فكم لوعةٍ منّا شفتها شفاهها

    وكم سلوةٍ منَّا ثنتها ثناياها

    For how many a burning pang in us her lips have healed,

    And how much of our solace her front teeth have undone!

  14. ولا تطلبا ثأري فطرفي بلحظة

    رمى غيرها يوم العذيب فأصماها

    And do not avenge me, you two: my gaze, with a glance,

    Shot at another on the day of al-ʿUdhayb, but killed her outright.

  15. بليتُ بتيّاه الملاحةِ والصّبا

    وهل يهتدي من بات يتبع تيّاها

    I am afflicted with one proud of beauty and youth;

    And can one who spends the night following a wanderer find the way?

  16. وأصبو إلى نجدٍ وعزَّ لقاؤها

    فيا ليت نجداً منيةٌ كنت أعطاها

    And I yearn for Najd, though reaching it is hard;

    Ah, if only Najd were a wish I could be granted!

  17. صبحتُ الصّبا فيها ربيعاً زمانهُ

    رقيقُ الحواشي والكواعبَ أشباها

    At dawn I greeted youth there, a springtime whose days

    Were tender at the edges—and budding-breasted maidens, all alike.

  18. فيا لوعةً بين الجوانح والحشا

    وذكرى دعتْ لبّي إليها فلبّاها

    O the burning ache amid my ribs and vitals,

    And a memory that summoned my mind to it, and my mind answered!

  19. وكم زارني في جنح ليلٍ خيالها

    فأبصر منّي خاشعَ القلب أوّاها

    How often her phantom visited me in night's dark shelter,

    And found me humble-hearted and full of sighs.

  20. وغادر أحشائي تسيلُ مدامعاً

    ولم أرَ جمراً ذاب أمواها

    And left my vitals streaming as tears;

    Yet never before had I seen embers melt into water.

  21. يحدثنا نشرُ النسيم بنشرها

    وإن ظنَّ قومٌ أنهُ لخزاماها

    The breeze's fragrance tells us of her fragrance,

    Though some suppose it comes from her lavender.

  22. فيا بردَ أنفاس الصًّبا ما الذّها

    وأطيبها لولا الغرامُ وأنداها

    O cool breaths of the east wind—how delightful they are,

    And how fragrant, were it not for passion—and how dewy!

  23. ويا طولَ غيظ الكاشحين لمرَّها

    وقد جهلوا أنباءها وعرفناها

    And O the lasting rage of the spiteful at its passing,

    Though they knew nothing of its tidings, while we knew them.

  24. وليلةِ وصلٍ ما ركضتُ مدامعي

    بأوّلها حتى عثرتُ بأخراها

    And a night of union—no sooner had I spurred my tears

    At its beginning than I stumbled at its end.

  25. بعثنا بها رسلَ الكرى تخبط الدجى

    فعادت بأشباح الهوى إذ بعثناها

    In it we sent the messengers of slumber groping through the dark,

    And they returned with love's phantoms when we sent them forth.

  26. فقد هتفتْ تلك الهضابُ من الحيا

    كأنَّ ندى الملكِ المعظم يغشاها

    For those hills have cried out with the rain,

    As though the dew of al-Malik al-Muʿazzam's bounty were enveloping them.