صِلني لَكَ الخَيرُ بِرُمّانَةٍ

لَم تَنتَقِل عَن كَرَمِ العَهدِ

Connect me for you with goodness through a pomegranate

That did not move away from the vineyard of the covenant

لاعِنَباً أَمتَصُّ عُنقودَهُ

ثَدياً كَأَنّي بَعدُ في المَهدِ

Not a grape cluster whose neck I suckle

A breast as though after that I'm still in the cradle

وَهَل يَرى بَينَهُما نِسبَةً

مَن عَدَلَ الخِصيَةَ بِالنَهدِ

And can one see between the two a relationship

Who equated the testicle with the breast