وَأَصفَرَ يَهوي مِن ذُؤابَةِ أَخضَرَ
كَما اِنقَضَّ نَجمٌ في الدُجَنَّةِ ثاقِبُ
And a yellow blossom droops from a green topknot,
like a piercing star plunging through the darkness.
لَهُ شُعَبٌ تَهوي عَلى سَرَواتِهِ
كَمِثلِ بَنانِ الكَفِّ يَلويهِ حاسِبُ
Its petals cascade over its crown,
like the fingers of a hand curled by one counting.
فَناوَلَنيهِ ذو دَلالٍ كَأَنَّما
لَهُ الشَمسُ أُمٌّ وَالبُدورُ أَقارِبُ
Then a coy beauty handed it to me, as though
the sun were his mother and the full moons his kin.
فَأَصبَحَ مَشهورَ الجَمالِ مُشَهَّراً
لَهُ الحُسنُ خِدنٌ وَالمَلاحَةُ صاحِبُ
Thus he became renowned for beauty, his fame proclaimed—
beauty his intimate, and loveliness his companion.
Sol 5.6