تَبَدّى بِثَوبٍ أَحمرٍ فَسَألتهُ

بِمَ الصّبغُ ناداني اِستَمِع لِجَوابي

He appeared in a red robe, so I asked him

"Why the dye?" He called to me, "Listen to my answer:

سَفَكت دَمَ العُشّاقِ في عَضبِ مُقلَتي

وَقَد خُضته حتّى صَبغت ثِيابي

I shed the blood of lovers in the wrath of my eyelashes,

And I dyed it until I dyed my clothes."