وجهٌ تكامَلَ حُسنُه

وجهٌ تكامَلَ حُسنُه

لمّا تطرَّفَه عِذَارُهْ

لمّا تطرَّفَه عِذَارُهْ

A face whose beauty became complete

A face perfect in its beauty

when its cheek-down framed it.

When adorned by bashfulness

والسيف أحسن ما يُرى

والسيف أحسن ما يُرى

ما كان مُخضَرّاً غِرَارُهْ

ما كان مُخضَرّاً غِرَارُهْ

And the sword is fairest to behold

The sword is finest when seen

so long as its cutting edge is green.

With its blade still shining new

غصنٌ شقيتُ بغرسه

غصنٌ شقيتُ بغرسه

فالآن حين زكت ثِمارُهْ

فالآن حين زكت ثِمارُهْ

A branch whose planting made me suffer—

A branch I planted in sorrow

so now, when its fruits have flourished,

Now that its fruit is ripe and true

عطف الوشاةُ فُرُوعَهُ

عطف الوشاةُ فُرُوعَهُ

عنّي وفي قلبي قرارُهْ

عنّي وفي قلبي قرارُهْ

the slanderers have bent its branches

Spiteful tongues try to turn it

away from me, though its home is in my heart.

Yet my heart holds it fast and true