وردية الخد وارت بالضنى علمي

وورَّدت مدمعي لما نأت بدمي

My cheeks turned rose-hued from love's longing and pain

And my tears turned rosy when blood was shed from me

زوجت حبة قلبي حبَّ وجنتها

فلم تكن غير متآم من الضرم

I married my heart's love to love, and concealed her

Yet she was naught but a squanderer, causing me harm

وما برحت أرى أن المها عرب

حتى رأيت عيون العين في العجم

I never stopped believing the moon was an Arab

Until I saw the eyes of my eyes among the non-Arabs