1. With his rosy cheek my soul I'd ransom
Lo, the censors bid the tale to cease
١. بِوَردِ خُدودِهِ روحي فداهُ
لَقَد أَمَر العذار بِأَن يَدورا
2. But where is cheek's rose to be seen from end to end
When beauty's struck a rampart round the place
٢. فَأَنَّى الوردُ يُنظَر مِن قَفاهُ
وَقَد ضَربَ الجمالُ عَلَيه سورا