لَقَد أَتَى في رَمَضانَ الماضِي

جارِيَةٌ في دَرْعِها الفَضْفاضِ

Last Ramadan there came

A girl in flowing robes -

تُقَظِّعُ الحَدِيثَ بِالإِيْماضِ

أَبَيْضُ مِنْ أُخْتِ بَنِي إِباضِ

She hints at things with a sly wink.

Whiter than a sister of the Ibadhi clan,

يا لَيْتَنِي مِثْلَكِ في البَياضِ

مِثْلَ الغَزالِ زِين بِالخَضاضِ

Would that I were like you in fairness!

Like a gazelle adorned with youthfulness,

قَبّاءُ ذاتُ كَفَلٍ رَضْراضِ

إِذَا اعْتَزَمْنَ الرَهْو في انْتِهاضِ

A slender-waisted beauty with soft cheeks -

When she decides to set out on a howdah

جاذَبْنَ بِالأَصْلابِ وَالأَنواضِ

She draws men with her figure and swaying gait.