وَغادَةٍ تَخطو كَخوطِ البانِ

ساحِرَةِ الأَلحاظِ وَالأَجفانِ

And a maiden walks with the gait of a fawn

A sorceress of glances and eyelids

عَلى سَماءِ جيدِها الفِتيانِ

جَوزاءُ عِقدٍ وَهِلالُ جانِ

Upon the sky of her cheek the youths

A nut-brown roe, a crescent moon her teeth