1. فَضَحتُ بِدَمعِي سِرَّ قَلبي صَبَابَةً

    فأثَبتُّ وَصفاً كانَ مِن قَبلِهِ يُنفَى

    In yearning, I betrayed my heart’s secret with my tears.

    Thus I proved a condition that, before this, had been denied.

  2. فُؤادٌ ذَكِيُّ النَّفحِ لا يُسلِمُ الجَوى

    وجَفنٌ وَجيٌّ النَّفخِ لا يُسلِمُالَّذَّرفا

    A heart whose breath is fragrant does not surrender its consuming passion,

    and a sore eyelid, though breath blows upon it, does not relinquish its tears.

  3. فُطِرتُ عَلى مِثلِ الفُؤادِ مَع الهوى

    فَحِبِّيَ لا يَبدُو وحُبِّيَ لا يَخفى

    I was fashioned with just such a heart, together with love:

    my beloved does not appear, while my love cannot be hidden.

  4. فَنِيتُ وما أدري سوى الوجدِ لي ضَنىً

    وَمِتُّ وما أدري سِوى البُعدِ لي حَتفا

    I wasted away, knowing only that longing was my affliction,

    and I died, knowing only that distance was my doom.

  5. فَها أنا وَقفاً بينَ آسيَ والرَّجا

    أُقَلِّبُ طَرفي لا أماماً ولا خَلفَا

    Here I stand, suspended between despair and hope,

    turning my gaze neither forward nor back.

  6. فَصيحٌ إذا آنستُ للحُبِّ حَضرةًُ

    فإن غابَ لم يَنطِق لِسَانِي ولا حَرفا

    I am eloquent whenever I sense love’s presence;

    but if it is absent, my tongue cannot utter so much as a letter.

  7. فَقَدتُكَ لَكِن لِي بِذِكرِكَ سَلوَةٌ

    ومَن فَقَد المَوصُوفَ لَم يَفقِدِ الوَصفَا

    I have lost you, yet in remembering you I have consolation;

    whoever loses the one described does not lose the description.

  8. فَكُلُّ طَريقٍ لِي إليكَ مُبَلِّغٌ

    وَرَدتُ وَلَكن أطلُبُ المَوردَ الأصفى

    For every road I take leads me to you.

    I have reached the spring, yet seek the purest watering place.

  9. فَزِدني لِمَا بِي مِن هَوىً وصَبابةٍ

    تَزِدني التِذَاذَاً كُلَّما زِدَتَني ضَعفا

    So increase me, because of the love and yearning within me;

    you increase my delight whenever you increase my weakness.

  10. فَلَولاكَ لَم أُضمِر غَراماً ولا هوىً

    ولولاكَ لَم أشكُ اكتِتَاماً ولا كَشفا

    Were it not for you, I would harbor neither passion nor love;

    and were it not for you, I would complain of neither concealment nor disclosure.