في وجه إنسانةٍ كلفتُ بها

أربعةً ما اجتمعن في أحد

In a woman's face I saw

Four things not found together in any other:

الخد وردٌ والصدغ غاليةٌ

والريق خمرٌ والثغر من برد

Her cheek is a rose, her temple a jewel,

Her saliva is wine, her lips are cooling snow.

لكل جزءٍ من حسنها بدعٌ

تودع قلبي بدائع الكمد

For every part of her beauty there is a wonder -

Marvels descend into my heart, one by one.