عَطَفوهُ فَتَمادى وَلَها

عَطَفوهُ فَتَمادى وَلَها

عَن حَشاً أَسعَرَ فيها الوَلَهَا

عَن حَشاً أَسعَرَ فيها الوَلَهَا

They sought to soften him, yet he persisted and turned away

They inclined towards him, so he persisted, obsessed

From a heart in which he had kindled love's anguish.

With passion for her that set his heart aflame

رَقَدَت مُقْلَتُهُ عَن مُقْلَةٍ

رَقَدَت مُقْلَتُهُ عَن مُقْلَةٍ

أَمَرَ الدَّمْعُ عَلَيها وَنَهَا

أَمَرَ الدَّمْعُ عَلَيها وَنَهَا

His eye slept, heedless of an eye

His eyes lay sleepless while hers slumbered

Over which tears commanded and forbade.

Tears streaming, though she tried to dissuade their flow

قَمرٌ ما طَلَعتْ طَلْعَتهُ

قَمرٌ ما طَلَعتْ طَلْعَتهُ

قَطُّ إِلّا سَجدَ البَدرُ لَها

قَطُّ إِلّا سَجدَ البَدرُ لَها

A moon—never has his countenance risen

A moon whose rising no other moon hailed

Without the full moon prostrating itself before it.

Except to bow before her splendor and glow

لَهَبيُّ السّخط مائِيُّ الرِّضَى

لَهَبيُّ السّخط مائِيُّ الرِّضَى

فَهوَ المَعشوقُ كَيفَ اِتَّجَهَا

فَهوَ المَعشوقُ كَيفَ اِتَّجَهَا

Flame-like in anger, water-like in contentment,

Quick to anger, yet pacified just as swift

So he is the beloved, however he turns.

The beloved, however she turned away in woe

نَقَشَ الحُسْنُ على وجنَتِهِ

نَقَشَ الحُسْنُ على وجنَتِهِ

شامةً أشْمَتَ حُسّادي بِها

شامةً أشْمَتَ حُسّادي بِها

Beauty etched upon his cheek

Beauty's outline etched on his cheek

A mole, with which Beauty made my enviers gloat.

A mark envied by those who bear her spite

كَانَ قَد أَعْوَزَهَا بُسْتانُهُ

كَانَ قَد أَعْوَزَهَا بُسْتانُهُ

ثُمَّ لَمَّا أَشرَقَتْ فيهِ اِنتَهى

ثُمَّ لَمَّا أَشرَقَتْ فيهِ اِنتَهى

It had been without his garden;

Once his garden felt her absence

Then, when it shone there, the garden reached perfection.

But now that she shone within, it was set right