يا رُبَّ جسمٍ كلُّه نواظرُ

يا رُبَّ جسمٍ كلُّه نواظرُ

بآمُقٍِ ليسَت لها مَحاجرُ

بآمُقٍِ ليسَت لها مَحاجرُ

Ah, many a body is all eyes,

O Lord of a body, all of it glances,

With inner eye-corners that have no sockets.

With depths that have no eyelids,

تستُرُ عنك الشئَ وهو ظاهرُ

تستُرُ عنك الشئَ وهو ظاهرُ

محبوبةٌ خلالُها الغَوادِرُ

محبوبةٌ خلالُها الغَوادِرُ

It conceals the thing from you, though it is visible.

That conceal nothing from You though it be manifest,

Beloved are its treacherous ways.

Beloved, seas flow through it,

إذا ارتدَتْها اللُّجَجُ الزَّواخِرُ

إذا ارتدَتْها اللُّجَجُ الزَّواخِرُ

وَضَمَّها مِثلَ المِرَاةِ مائرُ

وَضَمَّها مِثلَ المِرَاةِ مائرُ

When the swelling depths don it,

When the tumultuous waves surge against it,

And restless water, mirror-like, enfolds it,

And it is folded up like an infant in the cradle,

جاءَت من الرِّزقِ بها جواهرُ

جاءَت من الرِّزقِ بها جواهرُ

صَغَائِرٌ توُمِضُ أو كبائرُ

صَغَائِرٌ توُمِضُ أو كبائرُ

With it come jewels of sustenance:

There come to it through sustenance, pearls,

Small ones that flash, or large ones,

Small things that sparkle, or great,

كأنها إذا انتحاها الناظرُ

كأنها إذا انتحاها الناظرُ

مَخازِنُ الفِضَّةِ أو خَناجرُ

مَخازِنُ الفِضَّةِ أو خَناجرُ

As though, when the beholder turns toward them,

As if, when the onlooker scans it,

They were storehouses of silver, or daggers.

It were treasuries of silver, or daggers.