ومهَفهَفٍ تمت محاسِنُهُ

حتى تجاوز منيةَ النفسِ

With dimpled cheeks and charming features

His beauty went beyond the soul's desires

تصبو الكؤوس إلى مَراشفِه

وتَهشُّ في يده إلى الحبسِ

Goblets were poured into his pillows

And clinked within his hand, imprisoned

أبصرتُه والكأسُ بين فمٍ

منه وبين أنامل خمس

I saw him, the goblet between lips

Of his and fingers five

فكأنها وكأن شاربَها

قمر يقبّل عارض الشمس

As though it and its drinker

Were the moon kissing the sun's cheek