1. ما لي بِلَوعَةٍ ذا الغَزال أَهيم

    وَالجِسم مِنّي ناحِل وَسَقيم

    Why do I wander lovesick, burning with longing for this gazelle?

    And my body is wasted and ailing.

  2. اِنَّ العَذابَ بِمُهجَتي لَأَليم

    وَاللَه بِالقَلبِ الخَفوقِ عَليم

    Indeed, the torment in my soul is truly painful.

    And God knows the throbbing heart full well.