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A garden of beauty in his palm, he plucked a rose

روض حسن في كفه شمت وردا

1. A garden of beauty in his palm, he plucked a rose
And the blush of his cheeks took away my sorrow

١. رَوض حُسنٍ في كفِّه شِمت وَرداً
وَاِحمِرارُ الخُدودِ أَذهَبَ حزني

2. I asked "What is this?" He said "A rose from the fence."
I asked "What are the cheeks?" He said "The rose of my charm."

٢. قُلتُ ماذا فَقالَ وَرد سِياجٍ
قُلت ما الخدّ قالَ وَرد حُسني