وَجَداوِلٍ مَنصوبَةٍ بِجَداوِلٍ

مِن صَوبِ سارِيَةٍ وَلَمعِ بُروقِ

With interwoven streams lined with interwoven streams

From the direction of a flowing brook and flashing lightnings

باكَرتُها قَبلَ الصَباحِ بِسُحرَةً

قَبلَ اِنكِدارِ مَحَرَّةِ العَيّوقِ

I came upon her before dawn with magic

Before the folding of the eyelids of the sleepy eyes

حَمراءَ صافِيَةَ القَميصِ لَذيذَةً

في بُردِ كافورِ وَلَونِ خَلوقِ

Red are her clear shirts, pleasant

In the coolness of camphor and the color of silk

مِن كَفِّ أَحوَرَ ذي دَلالٍ شادِنٍ

يَسبي العُقولَ بِقَدِّهِ المَمشوقِ

From the palm of a cross-eyed one with coquetry and languor

Who captivates minds with his sculpted waist