شكوتُ إلى خدّيهِ فعلَ لحاظهِ

وقد فوّقتْ نحوي سهامُ جفونه

I complained to his cheek, so he unveiled his glance,

And his eyelashes directed their arrows at me.

فقال كذا الوردُ الجنيُّ بدوحةٍ

يدافعُ عنهُ شوكهُ في غصونهِ

Thus the rose defends itself with its thorns,

In the branches of its bushes in the garden.