1. قَد خالَطَ الودُّ روحي ثُمَّ مازَجَها

    كَأَنَّها الماءُ فيهِ الماءُ مُمتزجُ

    Love has mingled with my soul, then blended with it,

    As though it were water in which water is mingled.

  2. أَكانَ يُفصَلُ عَنها أَو يُمازُ وَقَد

    أُحيلَ تَمييزُ ما بِالرّوحِ يَمتَزِجُ

    Could it be separated from it or distinguished, when

    Distinguishing what mingles with the soul has been made impossible?