ومهفهف أعدى بفتر جفونهِ

وسقامها جسمي وصحَّةَ عهدهِ

With eyelashes that shed my soul’s blood,

And whose sickness is my health’s bane,

أصبو إلى قمر السماء لوجههِ

وأحبُّ خوط الخيزرانِ لقدّه

I aspire to the moon in the sky that is her face,

And love the lines of the cheekbones at her temple.

ولقد أهجتُ بكلِ برقٍ خلَّبٍ

وجداً بمبسمهِ وكاذب وعده

With passion have I been enflamed, by eyes that entrance and falsely promise,

Deceived by her smile and her word’s pretense.

أنظر إلى وجناتهِ خالستها

نظراً فلثمها الحياء بورده

I look upon her blushing cheeks, daring

Only to steal the briefest glance,

وأعجب لنار الحسن كيف حريقها

بجوانحي وضرامها في خدّه

And marvel how the fire of beauty could so torment me,

Branding my heart, yet tempering its burn with the balm of her cheek.