1. ما لِلحَواسد بِحُب الظبي تهذي بي

    وَالعشق يا ناس ما قصر بتَهذيبي

    Why do the envious babble about me for loving the gazelle?

    And love, O people, has not fallen short in refining me.

  2. يا ظبيُ رفقاً بِحالي زاد تَغليبي

    عَيني تُشاهد جَمالك وَأَنتَ لي مانع

    O gazelle, be gentle with my plight; I am increasingly overwhelmed.

    My eye beholds your beauty, yet you withhold from me

  3. الما حَدا ناظِري وَالنار تَغلي بي

    the water beside my eye, while fire boils within me.