1. عَبَثَت بِقَلبٍ عَمِيدِهِ لَحَظَاتُهُ

    يَا رَبّ لاَ تَعتُب عَلَى لَحَظَاتِهِ

    His glances toyed with the heart of his love-stricken lover.

    O Lord, do not find fault with his glances.

  2. رَكِبَ المَآثِمَ فِي انتِهَابِ نُفُوسِنَا

    فاللهُ يَجعَلهُنَّ مِن حَسَنَاتِهِ

    He committed sins in plundering our souls;

    So may God count them among his good deeds.

  3. يَا حُسنَهُ وَالحُسنُ بَعضُ صِفَاتِهِ

    وَالسِّحرُ مَقصُورٌ عَلَى حَرَكَاتِهِ

    Ah, his beauty—and beauty is but one of his qualities!

    And enchantment is confined to his movements.

  4. فَإذَا هِلاَلُ الأفقِ قاَبَلَ وَجهَهُ

    أبصَرتَهُ كَالشَّكلِ فِي مِرآتِهِ

    When the crescent on the horizon faces his face,

    You see it like an image in his mirror.

  5. مَا زِلتُ أطلُبُ للِزَّمَانِ وِصَالَهُ

    حَتَّى دَنَا وَالبُعدُ مِن عَاداتِهِ

    I kept asking Time for union with him,

    Until he drew near, though distance was his habit.

  6. غَفَلَ الرَّقِيبُ فَفُزتُ مِنهُ بِنَظرَةٍ

    يا لَيتَهُ لَو دامَ فِي غَفَلاتِهِ

    The watcher grew heedless, and I won a glance from him.

    Oh, if only he had remained heedless!

  7. فَغَفَرتُ ذَنبَ الهَجرَ فِيهِ بِلَيلَةٍ

    سُدِلَت عَلَآ مَا كانَ مِن زَلاَّتِهِ

    I forgave his sin of desertion in return for a night

    Drawn like a veil over all his past missteps.

  8. بِتَنا نُشَعشِعُ وَألعَفَافُ نَدِيمُنَا

    خَمرَينِ مِن غَزَلِي وَمِن كلمَاتِهِ

    We spent the night mixing—with chastity our drinking companion—

    Two wines, one from my love verse and one from his words.

  9. صَافَحتُهُ وَاللَّيلُ يُذكِي تَحتَنَا

    نَارَينِ مِن نَفَسِي وَمِن وَجَنَاتِهِ

    I clasped his hand, while night kindled beneath us

    Two fires, one from my breath and one from his cheeks.

  10. وَضَمَمتُهٌُ ضَمَّ البَخِيلِ لِمَالِهِ

    يَحنُو عَلَيهِ مِن جَمِيعِ جِهَاتِهِ

    And I embraced him as a miser embraces his wealth,

    Bending over it from every side.

  11. أوثَقتُهُ فِي سَاعِدَيَّ كَأنَّهُ

    ظَبيٌ خَشِيتُ عَلَيهِ مِن نَفَرَاتِهِ

    I held him fast in my forearms, as though he were

    A gazelle I feared might startle and flee.

  12. وَالقَلبُ يَرغَبُ أن يُصَيَّر سَاعِداً

    لِيَفُوزَ بِالآمَالِ مِن ضَمَّاتِهِ

    And my heart longed to become a forearm,

    To win what it hoped for from his embraces.

  13. حَتَّى إذَا هَامَ الكَرَى بِجُفُونِهِ

    وَامتَدَّ فِي عَضُدَيَّ طَوعَ سِنَاتِهِ

    Until, when slumber fell in love with his eyelids,

    And he stretched out in my arms, yielding to his drowsiness,

  14. عَزَمَ الغَرَامُ عَلَيَّ فِي تَقبِيلِهِ

    فَجَعَلتُ أيدِي الطَّوعِ مِن عَزَمَاتِهِ

    Passion insisted that I kiss him,

    So I fashioned hands of obedience from its commands.

  15. وَأبَى عَفَا فِي أن أقَبِّلَ ثغرَهُ

    والقَلبُ مَطوِيٌّ عَلَى جَمَرَاتِهِ

    But my chastity refused to let me kiss his mouth,

    While my heart lay folded around its embers.

  16. فَأعجَب لِمُلتَهِبِ الجَوانِحِ غُلَّةً

    يَشكو الظَّمَا وَالماءُ فِي لَهَوَاتِهِ

    So marvel at one whose breast is ablaze with thirst:

    He complains of thirst, though water is in his throat.