تَبدَّى عِندَ صُدغيهِ عِذار

بِشَمسِ خُدودِهِ أَضحى يحلُّ

Upon his cheeks bloomed a rose

With the sun of his face the dawn arose

فَشاهِدْ وَجهَه وَبِهِ عذارٌ

تَرى شَمساً بِها قَد قامَ ظِلُّ

So behold his face, on it a rose

You see a sun by which shade arose