فضائلك الحسنى عليَّ تواترت

بمنهمرٍ من سُحب فكرك غيداق

Your beautiful virtues have come to me in succession

In a downpour from the clouds of your thoughts, overflowing

خزائنُ آداب بعثت بدُرِّها

إليّ ولم تمنن لخشية إنفاق

The treasuries of literature have sent forth their full moons to me

And did not begrudge out of fear of spending

ولا مثل بكرٍ حرَّةٍ عربيّةٍ

زكية أخلاقٍ كريمة أعراق

And there is no one like an honorable, free Arab woman

Of pure morals and generous descent

فأقسم ما البيضُ الحسانُ تَبرَّجت

تناجيك سرّاً بين وحي وإطراق

So I swear, the beautiful fair ones adorned themselves

And whispered secretly to you between revelation and hints