رَجب يَفوق أَهلة الأَعياد

بِضِياءِ وَجه مُشرق في النادي

Rajab surpasses the people of festivities

With the radiance of his shining face in the club

عقد الجَمال لَهُ لِواء مَلاحة

روحي الفِداء لِذَلِكَ العقاد

The knot of beauty has the banner of sailing for him

My soul is ransom for that knot-tier

قَد جَردت أَلحاظُهُ أَسيافُهُ

وَغَدَت مِن الأَكباد في أَغماد

His glances have unsheathed their swords

And they have become in the livers in the scabbards

رَشأ يَميل مِن الدَلال وَيَنثَني

عَجَباً كَغُصن البانة المَيّاد

A twig that inclines from coquetry and bends

A wonder like the flexuous boughs of ban trees

مَعبود حُسن كَم تَفتن إِذ بَدا

في حُسنِهِ الفَتّان مِن عِباد

The idol of beauty, how you enchant when you appear

In your enchanting beauty among the worshippers