عاذِلي لَمّا رَآني عاشِقاً

بِنتي الحُسن وَكلّاً صنتُها

When my censor saw me in love

With a beauty whose charm I extolled,

قالَ ما هاتانِ أَومَأتُ لَهُ

هَذِهِ عَيني وَهَذي أُختُها

I pointed to this, to that, as he stared,

This is my eye, and this is its sister.