أَهْوَى قَمَراً مَرَّ بِنَا مُجْتازا

بِاللُّطْفِ لِكُلِّ مُهْجَةٍ قَدْ حَازَا

I crave a moon that passed by transient

With grace for every smitten one it has won

ما اسْتَعْرَضَ جَيْشَ حُسْنِهِ عَارِضُه

حَتَّى جَعَلَ الطَّرْفَ لَهُ غَمَّازا

It never displayed its army of beauty openly

Until it made eyes for it to wink