وَطائيّة غازَلتها بِتَلطُّفٍ

وَمِن فَوقِنا مِن حُسنِها اِمتَدَّ فيُّ

A gentle soul she was when I began to woo her

The sight of her from afar enraptured me

فَقُلتُ لَها أَيّ الشّعوبِ مقدّمٌ

فَقالَت عَلى فَور التّغازل طيُّ

I asked her of what nation do you hail?

Prompt was her flirtatious reply: Tay!