وأَغْيَدَ خدُّه يَنْدَى فيجري

على وَرْدِيِّهِ الدرُّ المذابُ

His cheek grows moist with dew that flows

across his rosy cheeks, melted pearls

صفا ماءُ الشبابِ بِوجْنَتَيْهِ

فلاحَ عليه من عَرَقٍ حَبَابُ

Pure is the water of youth at his cheeks

Glistening upon them beads of sweat