Let death remain waiting in ambush if it is; it has become completely infatuated with me.

In this couplet, the poet faces death not with terror, but with a wry and charming defiance. By personifying death (ajal) as an enchanted lover hiding in ambush, he playfully suggests that she stalks him not out of malice, but because she has fallen completely head over heels for him. It turns the universal dread of mortality into an intimate, tender dance, where ending one's life feels almost like being courted by fate itself.