ومهفهف يزهو علي بجيده

وبخصره وبردفه وبساقه

His cheeks glow with youthfulness

His waist, hips and legs allure me

وافى إلي وقلبه متخوف

كتخوف المعشوق من عشاقه

He came to me, his heart filled with apprehension

Like a lover fearing his admirers

حتى إذا مددته وحللت عن

كفل مباح الحل بعد وثاقه

Until I drew him near and removed

The permitted garb after our separation

وافت إلي أصنة من دبره

بخلاف ما قد فاح من أطواقه

He turned to me, his back exposed

Unlike what had emanated from his collar

فأجبته ماذا فقال بحرقة

ودموعه تنهل من آماقه

I asked him, what is it? He said with burning grief

His tears flowing from his eyes’ corners

هذا ابن بسطام أتاني طارقاً

بلطيف حيلته وحسن نفاقه

This is Ibn Bastaam who came to me invading

With his subtle cunning and feigned sincerity

وعلا على كفلي وبلغم مثقبي

برياله المنهل من أشداقه

He climbed onto my shoulder and pierced my aperture

With his spear flowing from his mouth

فبقى صنان رضابه في مثقبي

زمناً لحاه الله بعد فراقه

So the marks of his blows remained in my aperture

For a time, may God erase them after our parting

فالله يحرمه معيشته كما

قد سد مكسب مثقبي ببصاقه

May God forbid him his livelihood as he has blocked

The earnings of my aperture with his saliva