ما كنتُ أَعلمُ قَطُّ أَنَّ جمالَنا

تَلِدُ الظِباءَ ثَقيلَةَ الأَردافِ

I never knew that our beauty

Begets heavy-hipped gazelles

حَتّى رَأَيتُ ابنَ الهجينِ خَفيفه

ظَبياً تَهادى حاملَ الأَخفافِ

Until I saw the son of the hybrid, so graceful

A gazelle frolicking, light of step

رَشَأ حَوى كُلَّ المحاسِنِ فَاغتَدى

يَختالُ في بُردِ الشَبابِ الضافي

Well-built, embodied all beauty, so he went too far

Strutting in the coolness of overflowing youth

كَالبَدرِ في ظَلمائِهِ وَالغُصنِ في

غُلوائِهِ وَالدُرِ في الأَصدافِ

Like the full moon in its darkness, a branch in

Its bending, and a pearl in shells

متنَسِّمٌ عَن مِسكَةٍ مُتَبَسِّمٌ

عَن لُؤلُؤٍ بادي السَنا شَفافِ

Smelling of musk, smiling

With pearls, his teeth showing white

ظبيٌ تولَّد مِن هَجينٍ عِبرَةٌ

بَشرٌ لَطيفٌ مِن مَحلٍّ جافِ

A gazelle born of a hybrid, a lesson

A gentle human from a barren place

لا غروَ في متولِّدٍ مِن صنفِهِ

إِنَّ الغَريبَ تَخالُفُ الأَصنافِ

No wonder in one born of his kind

Strange things differ from the norms

كَذَبَ الَّذي زَعَمَ الطَبيعةَ أَثَّرت

هَذي الطَبيعةُ قَد أَتَت بِمُنافِ

He who claimed nature left its mark lied

This nature has come with anomalies

هِيَ قُدرةُ الخَلّاقِ يَفعَلُ ما يَشا

في خَلقِهِ بِتَوافُقٍ وَخلافِ

It is the power of the Creator, He does as He wills

In His creation, with harmony and differences

دَلَّت عَلى أَنَّ المكوِّنَ فاعِلٌ

بِالإِختيارِ وَواهِبُ الأَلطافِ

It showed that the Composer is willful

By choice, and Granter of subtleties