1. إِذا نادى قَرينَتَهُ حَمامٌ

    جَرى لِصَبابَتي دَمعٌ سفوحُ

    When a dove called to its mate,

    Tears streamed freely from my longing.

  2. يُرَجِّعُ بِالدُّعاءِ عَلى غُصونٍ

    هتوفٌ بِالضُّحى غَرِدٌ فَصيحُ

    It trilled its call upon the boughs,

    Loud-voiced at forenoon, melodious and clear.

  3. هَفا لِهديلِهِ مني إِذا ما

    تغرّد ساجِعاً قَلبٌ قَريحُ

    At its cooing there fluttered within me—whenever

    It sang in cadence—a wounded heart.

  4. فَقُلت حَمامَةٌ تَدعو حَماماً

    وَكُلُّ الحبِّ نَزّاعٌ طَموحُ

    So I said: a dove is calling to a dove,

    And all love is yearning, ever reaching.