يَكفي صُدودكَ يا غَزال

عَطفا لِعُشاقِ الجَمال

Your shy glances are enough, O gazelle

Showing kindness to lovers of beauty

الحاظِكَ المَرضى الكِحال

هاروت عَنها قَد رَوى

Your sick admirers with kohl around their eyes

Harut has told of them