وكأنّ البنودَ أجنته الطي

رِ يُرَفرِفنَ إِذ حَوَتها القُيودُ

As if the clauses had begotten it the wind

Flutters as the shackles surrounded it

وكأنّ المُحمرةَ اللّونِ في الأٌف

قِ خدود يَزينُها التّوريدُ

As if the rosy cheeks in the horizon

Were adorned by blushing

وكأنَّ العقاب والريحَ إلفا

نِ فمن ذا وضلّ ومن ذي صدود

As if the punishment and the wind were intimate

So who has strayed and who has barriers