1. I stole a glance from her, so she smiled
And hid from me, closing her window

2. So I stole a second glance
And she let down her veil before it

3. How can her ankles bear her anklets
When a gazer's glance wounds her ankles

4. O Hind I have a soul occupied with you
Its way to your love led by her ankles

5. He who compares you to Balqis says
A commander, forbidding her lovers

6. I found a woman who commands them
And was granted perfection in all her qualities

7. If the leaf knew her cheek's beauty
It would shred itself in rapture

8. If my critic tasted her saliva
He would stop blaming me and taste it