قُل لِلَّذي وَردُ خَدِّهِ القاني

في لَجِّ بَحرِ الغَرامِ أَلقاني

Say to him whose cheek is reddened

By the wine of passion's sea cast me

ما نِلتُ من ثغر ريقَك الهاني

عَن ثَغرِ الأَنامِ أَلهاني

I attained not from your soft lips

More enrapturing than people's lips enthralled me