رَمَيْتُهُ بِوَردةٍ مُطْرِفاً

فَردَّها وتاهَ بالخدِّ

I threw at him a rose, coquettishly

He returned it, and it got lost in his cheek

فَعادَتِ الوَردَةُ في خَجْلَةٍ

تَبْدُو عَليها صُفرةُ الحِقْدِ

So the rose returned, shyly

Showing on it the yellowness of spite