مِن وَجنتها الوَردُ جَمالاً سَرَقا

مِن وَجنتها الوَردُ جَمالاً سَرَقا

فاِحمَرَّ مِنَ الحَياء يندي عَرَقا

فاِحمَرَّ مِنَ الحَياء يندي عَرَقا

The rose stole beauty from her cheek,

From her cheeks the roses stole their hue

So it reddened with shame, dewy with sweat.

And, blushing red for shame, bedewed with dew

إِن أَذهَبَ ماء وَجهِهِ لاقَ بِهِ

إِن أَذهَبَ ماء وَجهِهِ لاقَ بِهِ

فالسِترُ كَما تَرى عَلَيهِ اِنخَرَقا

فالسِترُ كَما تَرى عَلَيهِ اِنخَرَقا

If it has lost face, that befits it;

When her face's water thus away did glide

For, as you see, the veil upon it has been torn.

The veil, as you can see, was torn aside