وأَهيَفُ إِقبلُهُ جَنَّةٌ

وأَهيَفُ إِقبلُهُ جَنَّةٌ

وَإِنَّ الجَحيمَ لَفي هَجرِه

وَإِنَّ الجَحيمَ لَفي هَجرِه

And a slender youth—his approach is paradise;

His coming rouses joy in me,

And surely hell lies in his estrangement.

While his absence makes hell burn within.

يُدَخِّنُ لا نَشوَةً إِنَّما

يُدَخِّنُ لا نَشوَةً إِنَّما

لِكَي يَطرُدَ النَّحلَ عَن ثَغرِه

لِكَي يَطرُدَ النَّحلَ عَن ثَغرِه

He smokes not for pleasure, but only

Not with pleasure though, but only

To drive the bees away from his lips.

To drive the bees away from his lips.