وأسمرٍ يفتكُ بي طرفُهُ

إذا تثنّى وكذا الأسمرُ

A dark-eyed gazelle slays me with his glances

When he smiles, and so does a dark one

إن قلتُ في وجنتِه جنّةٌ

قلتُ وفي ريقَتيهِ كوثرُ

If I say his cheek has a garden in it

I said, while in his saliva is an abundance

قد كفلَتْ أكفالُه أنّه

بخَصْره ينعقِدُ الخُنصُرُ

His knuckles have guaranteed he ties

Around his waist the girdle breaks

وشاحُهُ يقلق إذ بزّهُ

ذاك الذي غصّ به المئْزَرُ

His coat flutters when he walks proudly

That coat, which stretched over his waistband

وإن مضى يرجِع أردافَهُ

كأنّه مُقْتَبِل مُدْبِرُ

And if he walks on, his hind parts return

As if he walks backwards when he walks forwards