لها في لحظها لحظاتُ حَتفٍ

تُميتُ بها وتُحيي مَن تُريدُ

Her glance has moments of deadly fate,

Through it she kills and gives life to whom she will.

فإن غضبت رأيتَ الناس قتلى

وإن ضحكت فأرواحٌ تعودُ

When angry, people seem like corpses before her,

When she smiles, souls return from the dead.

وتَسبي العالمينَ بمُقلَتَيها

كأنَّ العالَمين لها عبيد

She enslaves both worlds with her eyelashes

As if both worlds were her slaves.