تَرَشَّفْتُ مِنْ شَفَتَيْهِ العُقَارَا

وَقَبَّلْتُ مِنْ خَدِّهِ الجُلَّنارَا

I sipped the nectar of his lips,

And kissed his rosy cheeks,

وَشَاهَدْتُ مِنْهُ كَثِيباً مَهِيلاً

وَغُصْناً رَطِيباً وَبَدْراً أَنارَا

I saw in him a towering dune,

A scented branch, a shining moon.

وَأَبْصَرْتُ مِنْ وَجْهِه في الظَّلامِ

بِكُلِّ مَكانٍ بِلَيْلٍ نَهَارَا

I saw his face illuminate

The darkest night, and make it bright.