وَعانَقتُها فَاِهتَزَّ قَدّي بِمَيسِها

وَقَد صارَ لي دَأباً وَلَستُ بِوزوازِ

I embraced her and my shoulders shook from her playfulness

It has become my habit, yet I'm no jitterbug

وَلَستُ كَغُصنِ الرّوضِ تَعطِفُهُ الصَّبا

وَما كُنتُ مُحتاجاً إِلى هزِّ هزّازِ

I'm not like a garden's branch, bent by the morning breeze

Nor did I need a shaker's shake