1. بِفتورِ سطوةِ مُقلتيكا

    وضياءِ زَهرةِ وَجنَتيكا

    With the languor of your eyelids' tyranny,

    And the radiance of your cheek's flower,

  2. وَبهاءِ وجهكَ والذي

    بَذَلَ القلوبَ لناظِريكا

    And the splendor of your face that

    Offered hearts to your beholders,

  3. إلا رثيتَ لمقلتينِ

    اعتلتا شوقاً إليكا

    Would you not lament two eyelids

    That straightened with yearning for you,

  4. فبكاءُ طَرفِهما الذي

    أفنَى دُموعَهما عَلَيكا

    So the weeping of their eyes that

    Consumed their tears for you?