لَحَظاتٌ سَواحِرُ

وَجُفونٌ فَواتِرُ

Enchanting moments

And languid eyelids

وَقُدودٌ نَواعِمٌ

وَخُدودٌ نَواصِرُ

With tender cheeks

And gleaming cheeks

نُزَةٌ ما يَمِلُّها

ناظِرٌ مِنكَ ناظِرُ

A glance that does not tire

Of your gazing look

مِن بُدورٍ بُروجُها

حينَ تَسيري المَعاجِرُ

Of full moons, their towers

When you walk the roads