وَصَفْرَاءَ كَالدّينَارِ في كأسِ فضَّةٍ

حَكَتْ خَدَّ مَعْشُوقٍ على خَدّ عَاشِقِ

Golden like a dinar in a silver chalice

The cheek of the beloved caressed the cheek of the lover

إذَا شِمْتُ بَرْقاً مِنْ سَمَاءِ عُذَيْبِهَا

تَذَكَّرْتُ ما بَيْنَ العُذَيْبِ وَبَارِقِ

When I smell a flash of lightning from her Udhaib's sky

I recall what's between Udhaib and Bariq