جرح القلبَ باللحاظ جراحا

قمرٌ في الغلائل السود لاحا

The glance has wounded my heart with scars,

A moon appeared amidst the black tresses.

لو تراه إذا بدا قلتَ بدرٌ

وقضيب مُلاعِبٌ أرياحا

If you saw it when it appeared, you would say, “A full moon,”

And a wand, playing with the breeze.

وبصدغٍ معقربٍ فوق خدٍّ

صاحت الملقلتانِ منه السلاحا

Above a cheek, adorned with a beauty mark,

Two eyelashes have taken up arms against it.