1. He aims and his eyes are full of lion's ferocity
What do you know of ferocity, O Fahd?

2. He wields a sharp Indian sword
Whose blade's edge has been sharpened

3. With teeth that stealthily draw blood
And a tender heart softened by passion

4. And a handsome prince who remains veiled
By covers, not veils of coquetry

5. I left him in tears of downpour
And as I depart I return in the same way

6. Exhausting my strength and shedding my skin
Were it not for passion, passion's brother would be staunch

7. A white face smiles at you
Radiant, though its branch is dark

8. The eye stole its look from the doe's eye
And the cheek envies the rose's complexion

9. A beautiful pair they are
A cheek and a nape almost snapped

10. O Saad! Who can I find in love to be a brother
Who tends to the rein of passion, O Saad?

11. He meets you with smooth talk
While inside he is a grumpy soul

12. From him overflows an obscuring light
From which the servant borrowed his darkness