وَلَّى وَلَهُ في وَجنَتَيهِ نُقَطُ
كالمِسكِ إِذا ما فُضَّ عَنهُ السَّفَطُ
He turned away, intoxicated by his own beauty,
Like musk, when its flask is unstoppered,
تَفترُّ ثَناياهُ لَنَا عَن دُرَرٍ
ما تَترُكُنا لِحاظُهُ نَلتَقِطُ
His charms opened up to us, revealing pearls
His glances left us gathering up
