ثِقي بِعَيني فَلَو آنَستُ مِن بَصَري

خِيانَةً لَكِ لَم يَصحَبنِيَ البَصَرُ

Trust my eyes, for if they had perceived

Any betrayal of you, sight would have left me.

هَواكِ سِترٌ عَلى قَلبي أَقيكِ بِهِ

مِن كُلِّ أُنثى لَها يُستَحسَنُ النَظَرُ

My love for you hides my heart; with it I protect you

From all women at whom men freely gaze.