بَياضُ خَدَّيْكَ مَوْصُولٌ بِصُدْغَيْنِ

صُدْغٍ مِنَ اللَّيْلِ مُسْوَدِّ الجَناحَيْنِ

The whiteness of your cheeks connects with two temples

Of night with blackened wings

سَلَلْتَ سَيْفاً قَتَلْتَ العالَمِينَ بِهِ

فَكَيْفَ لَوْ جَرَّدَتْ عَيْناكَ سَيْفَيْنِ

You unsheathed a sword with which you killed all people

So what if your eyes unsheathed two swords