لسعد بقلبي من الشّوق ما

من الحسن في وجهه قد جمع

With longing in my heart for Saad is what

Of beauty in his face he has gathered

غزال بأبيض ألحاظه

وأسمر ذاك القوام ادّرع

A gazelle with his white glances

And that dark slender figure armored

فلو قابل الجيش في حربه

بذاك السّلاح لهُ ما امتنع

If he were to face the army in its war

With that weapon, it would not resist

ألا قل لمن رام قتل العدا

فقاتل بسعد وإلا فدع

Say to one who wanted to kill the enemy

Fight with Saad, else leave off