1. يا من شكوت إلى محاسنِ وجههِ

    دنفي وحسبي أن يكونَ شَفيعاً

    O you, to the beauties of whose face I complained

    Of my wasting sickness—enough for me that it be an intercessor.

  2. ارحَم فَقد أبدعتَ عِز جوانِحي

    شَوقاً إليك كما خُلقتَ بديعا

    Have mercy, for you have wondrously fashioned my breast's glory (the wording is unclear),

    In longing for you, just as you were created wondrous.

  3. إنَّ الفؤادَ وجسمَ من ألِفَ الهَوَى

    إن دامَ ذاكَ سَيَهلكانِ جميعا

    Indeed, the heart and body of one accustomed to love,

    If that endures, will both perish together.

  4. يا زاهياً ببهائه وجمالهِ

    زِدني أزدكَ ضَراعةً وخُضوعا

    O you who glory in your splendor and beauty,

    Give me more; I shall give you more supplication and submission.