تَوَهَّمَهُ قَلبي فَأَصبَحَ خَدُّهُ

تَوَهَّمَهُ قَلبي فَأَصبَحَ خَدُّهُ

وَفيهِ مَكانَ الوَهمِ مِن نَظَري أُثْرُ

وَفيهِ مَكانَ الوَهمِ مِن نَظَري أُثْرُ

My heart imagined him, and his cheek came to bear

My heart imagined him, so his cheek became

a trace of my gaze at the site of that imagining.

In it from my gaze, in place of fancy, a trace

وَمَرَّ بِقَلبي خاطِراً فَجَرَحتُهُ

وَمَرَّ بِقَلبي خاطِراً فَجَرَحتُهُ

وَلَم أَرَ جِسماً قَطُّ يَجرِحُهُ الفِكرُ

وَلَم أَرَ جِسماً قَطُّ يَجرِحُهُ الفِكرُ

And he passed through my heart as a thought, so I wounded him.

And a thought passed through my heart, so I wounded it

And I have never seen a body that thought could wound.

Yet never did I see a body that thought could scar