رَشَأٌ لَحظُهُ الصّحيحُ العليلُ

رَشَأٌ لَحظُهُ الصّحيحُ العليلُ

كُلُّ صَبٍّ بِسَيفهِ مقتولُ

كُلُّ صَبٍّ بِسَيفهِ مقتولُ

A young gazelle whose healthy gaze is languid;

A moment's glance can slay the hale, the ill,

Every lovesick lover is slain by his sword.

Each morn is murdered by its blade so sharp.

لَكَ رِدفٌ غادَرْتُه رَهْنَ غُصنٍ

لَكَ رِدفٌ غادَرْتُه رَهْنَ غُصنٍ

وَهْوَ رَهْنٌ كما علمتُ ثقيلُ

وَهْوَ رَهْنٌ كما علمتُ ثقيلُ

You have a rump I left pledged to a bough;

I left behind a sheath hung on a bough -

And it is, as I have learned, a heavy pledge.

A weighty pledge, as you yourself know well.