في سفل ذاك الصدغ خال كلما

قبلت وجنته يقيم قيامي

At the foot of that temple is a mole which, whenever

I kiss his cheek, takes my place.

فمتى يسيل عليه ليل عذاره

حتى تراني شامتاً بالشامةِ

When, then, will the night of his facial down flow over it,

so that you may see me gloating over the mole?