وَمُحَيَّرِ اللَّحظاتِ تَحسَبُهُ لِحِي

رَتهنَّ مِن سِنَةِ المَنام مُنَبَّها

And of perplexing moments you'd think it cheek

Imprisoned by the year of sleep, awakened,

وَبَياضُهُ في شُقرَةٍ فَتقارنا

حُسناً بِلا ضدٍّ فَكانا أشبَها

And its whiteness paired with blondness they compared,

Beauty without match, so they became most similar,

كَسَلاسِلِ الذَّهبِ المُورَّسِ فَوقَ وَج

هٍ مِن لُجين بِالملاحَةِ قَد زَها

Like necklaces of gold embossed above a face

Of smooth complexion with coquetry adorned,

وَكَذا الصَّباحُ بَياضُهُ في شُقرَةٍ

فَكَأَنَّهُ بِهما غَدا مُتَشَبِّها

And so is morning’s whiteness paired with blondness

As if with both at dawn it became well-matched,

وَإِذا بَدا التَّوريدُ في وَجَناتِهِ

فَكَأَنَّهُ صَرفُ المدامَةِ في المَها

And when flushing appeared on his cheeks

It was as if the red wine was in the goblet poured.