لي سيِّدٌ فاتنٌ يعلِّمُني

بحسنِهِ كيفَ يُعبَدُ الصنمُ

I have a charming master who teaches me

With his beauty how an idol is worshipped

لما رآني وفي يدي قلمٌ

لم يَدْرِ مولاي أيُّنا القلمُ

When he saw me with a pen in my hand

My master knew not which of us was the pen