أدرها سلافا ما ألمت بمنزل

ولا نزلت إلا لتسعد طالعه

I knew her a gentle woman, she had not wronged her abode

Nor descended on it except to make happy its rising star

وما اجتمعت والهم يوماً لأنها

بكاساتها صفراءُ للهم فاقعه

She has never assembled with worries for she

With her goblets, yellow, is to worries a dreadful fall