تملكت في وجدي لعشقي في الورى
أمير جمالٍ يعتني بكرامتي
In my passion, through my love of the rose, I came to possess
the prince of your beauty, who safeguards my honor.
أرى شعره المنشور قدام خده
وبيته للثم تحت علامتي
I see his hair—scattered like prose—before his cheek,
and his verse, there to be kissed, beneath my signature.
Sol 5.6