1. مَنْ عَذيري مِنْ عَذُولٍ

    في رشاً أسْمَرَ شَيّا

    Who will defend me against a reprover

    Over a somewhat dusky fawn,

  2. دُونَ صِبْغِ المِسْكِ لَوْناً

    وهوَ فَوْقَ المِسْكِ رَيّا

    Lighter in color than the tint of musk,

    Yet surpassing musk in fragrance?

  3. أوَلا يَدْرِي عَذُولي

    أنَّها مِمَّا تَزَيَّا

    And does my reprover not know

    That his dusky hue is part of the garb he donned

  4. مِنْ سُوَيداءِ فُؤادي

    وسَوادِ مُقْلتَيّا

    From the black core of my heart

    And the blackness of my two eyes,

  5. إذْ نَشا بَيْنَ ضُلوعي

    وثَوى في ناظِريّا

    When he grew between my ribs

    And dwelt in my two eyes?