قَلبي بِعَزَّةَ ذاتِ العزِّ مفتون

متَيّمٌ في الهوى العُذري مَحزونُ

My heart is enamored with the dignity of the dignified one

Yearning in chaste love, sorrowful

وما كَلِفْتُ بِحُبي عزَّة سَفَعاً

إلاَّ وعِزِّيَ في أمر الهوى هونُ

And I was not tasked with my love as insolent pride

Except my dignity in the matter of love is humiliated

بيضاءُ مصقولةُ الخدَّينِ ناعِمةٌ

كأنّها لؤلؤٌ في الخدر مَكنونُ

White, smooth-cheeked, soft

As if she is a pearl hidden in silk

حُسنٌ جرى قَلَمُ الباري فابَدَعهُ

خَطّاً تَحارُ لَمِرآهُ الدَّواوينُ

A beauty which the Pen of the Creator innovated

In a line that confuses the registries

وَقَدُّها ألفٌ حُسناً وَمَبْسِمُها

ميمٌ وحاجِبُها في شَكْله نونُ

Her nape is a thousand beauties, and her smile

Is the letter meem, and her eyebrows in their form are noon

وَصَدْغُها عِطفُه واوٌ وَمُقْلَتُها

صادٌ وَطُرَِّتُها من شَعِرها سين

Her cheek is its curve, wow, and her eyelashes

Saad, and the fringe of her hair from it is seen