عُيونٌ كَساها الغَيثُ ثَوباً مِنَ الهَوى

عُيونٌ كَساها الغَيثُ ثَوباً مِنَ الهَوى

فَأَجفانُها بيضٌ وَأَحداقُها حُمرُ

فَأَجفانُها بيضٌ وَأَحداقُها حُمرُ

Eyes that rain has clothed in a robe of passion;

Eyes the rain clothed in garments of passion

So their eyelids are white, and their pupils red.

Their lids are white, their pupils red

إِذا شَمَّها المُشتاقُ خالَ نَسيمَها

إِذا شَمَّها المُشتاقُ خالَ نَسيمَها

سَحيقاً مِنَ الكافورِ شيبَ بِهِ الخَمرُ

سَحيقاً مِنَ الكافورِ شيبَ بِهِ الخَمرُ

When the yearning lover smells them, he takes their fragrance

When the longing one inhales their fragrance

For powdered camphor with which wine has been mixed.

Abundant camphor in which the wine turns grey