أَثنى سِواك الحبيب مُمتَدحاً

لِثَغرِ حَبيبي بِطيبِ أَنفاسِ

My friend praised someone else besides you,

Praising the lips of my beloved with sweet breath,

فَقالَ فَضلٌ عَليَّ صارَ لَهُ

أَما تَرى فَضلَهُ عَلى راسي

So he said he's better than me, that became his,

Don't you see his superiority over my head