1. عَجِبتُ لِخَمرٍ فَوقَ خَدِّكَ نورُهُ

    وَنيرانُهُ تُذكي التَباريحَ مِن قَلبي

    I marveled at wine whose glow is upon your cheek,

    And whose fires kindle anguish within my heart.

  2. كَذَلِكَ دَمعي فَوقَ خَدّي مُذ جَرى

    وَآثارُهُ مِن فَوقِ خَدِّكَ بِالعُشبِ

    So too my tears, since they flowed upon my cheek,

    And their traces appear in the grass upon your cheek.

  3. حُميتَ وَقَد حامَت عَلَيكَ مَطامِعي

    فَكَم باتِرٍ عَضبٍ عَلى بارِدٍ عَذبِ

    You were guarded, though my desires had hovered over you;

    For how many a keen, cutting blade stands over what is cool and sweet!