يا حَبَّذا الخال يَبدو وَسطَ وَجنَتِهِ

وَكَم سَبى غَيرَ إِنسان وإنسانَا

O how fine the uncle appears amidst his cheek

And how many he captivates other than a man and a man

يا لَيتَهُ كانَ إِحساناً يُصيِّرُهُ

لِمُقلَةِ الصبِّ خِدن الوَجدِ إِنسانا

O if only he was kindness that makes him

For the residence of passion, the cheek of ecstasy, a man