تعشقته غصناً ناضراً

تعشقته غصناً ناضراً

يميل به السكر من ناظريه

يميل به السكر من ناظريه

I fell in love with him—a fresh, flourishing bough.

I fell in love with him, a blooming branch,

Intoxication from his two eyes makes him sway.

Intoxicated by the sweetness in his eyes.

تحجب دون القنا شخصه

تحجب دون القنا شخصه

فصفرة لونيَ شوقاً إليه

فصفرة لونيَ شوقاً إليه

His figure was veiled behind the lances;

His figure veiled beyond the canal,

Hence my complexion’s pallor, from longing for him.

My complexion paled in longing for him.

وكم ذا أدور على خصرهِ

وكم ذا أدور على خصرهِ

وما وقعت ليَ عينٌ عليه

وما وقعت ليَ عينٌ عليه

And how often I circle around his waist,

How often I wandered around his waist,

Yet no eye of mine has ever fallen upon it.

Yet my eyes never fell upon him.