مَا خَالُهُ غيرض أنَّ العينَ ما نظرت

أحلى وأحسَنَ مِنهُ الدَّهرِ إنسانا

The fault lies not in him, but my eyes that gazed-

Never have they seen in this world a finer man.

فاستحَسَنت ما رَأَت مِنهُ فَحينَ أَبَت

مَدهوشةٌ نَسِيت في الخَدِّ إِنسانا

So struck was I by his sight, I clean forgot-

A mere mortal rested upon my cheek that day.