رُضابٌ كَالرَحيقِ الخَسرُواني

رُضابٌ كَالرَحيقِ الخَسرُواني

وَمُبتَسَمٌ كَنَورِ الأُقحُوانِ

وَمُبتَسَمٌ كَنَورِ الأُقحُوانِ

Lip-nectar like Khusraw's pure wine,

Gentle as perfume, radiant as the morning star

And a smiling mouth like a chrysanthemum blossom,

His smiling visage lights my way from afar

لِذي غُنجٍ لَهُ صُدغٌ وَخَدٌّ

لِذي غُنجٍ لَهُ صُدغٌ وَخَدٌّ

كَلَيلِ البُعدِ في صُبحِ التَداني

كَلَيلِ البُعدِ في صُبحِ التَداني

Belong to a coy one, whose temple-lock and cheek

With cheeks so fair and skin so bright

Are like separation's night amid the dawn of closeness.

He came to me like dusk dispelling night

تَواصَلَ بِالوِصالِ عَلَيَّ حَتّى

تَواصَلَ بِالوِصالِ عَلَيَّ حَتّى

إِذا بَلَغَ المُنى مِنّي جَفاني

إِذا بَلَغَ المُنى مِنّي جَفاني

He kept coming to me in loving union, until

Joined with me till joy was done

Once he attained his desires from me, he shunned me.

Then left before the rising sun

فَوا أَسَفاً وَقَعتَ لِشُؤمِ بَختي

فَوا أَسَفاً وَقَعتَ لِشُؤمِ بَختي

عَلى وَجهي فَهَل عَوانٌ لِعانِ

عَلى وَجهي فَهَل عَوانٌ لِعانِ

So, O sorrow! Through my ill-starred fortune, you fell

Alas, my wretched fate, that you should fall

Upon my face—is there a helper for a captive?

Upon my face - is there no help at all?