وَجَوفاءَ حامِلَةٍ تَهتَدي

إِلى كُلِّ قَلبٍ بِمَقروحِهِ

A hollow harbinger guiding

Toward each wounded heart

مُقَوَّمَةِ القَدِّ مَمشوقَةٍ

مُهَفهَفَةِ الجِسمِ مَمسوحِهِ

Her legs straightened, her body caressed

Her mouth cultured, her eyes

مُثقَّفَةٍ فَمُها عَينُها

تُبَشِّرُ قَلبي بَتَصحيحِهِ

Bring glad tidings to my heart of healing

If she and the limbs were roused

فَإِن هِيَ وَالجارِحُ اِستُنهِضا

إِلى الصَيدِ عاقَتهُ عَن ريحِهِ

To hunt, her scent distracted them

When a man entrusted her with his secret

إِذا المَرءُ أَودَعَها سِرَّهُ

لِتُخفيهِ باحَت بِتَصريحِهِ

To conceal, she proclaimed it openly

Lifeless until the breath

مَواتٌ تَعيشُ إِذا ما أَعادَ

لَها النافِخُ الروحَ مِن روحِهِ

Of his spirit brought her soul back

She is the she-devil in her form

هِيَ السَبَطانَةُ في شَكلِها

فَفي القَلبِ جِدُّ تَباريحِهِ

In the heart, her mischief stirs

She descends on the nest of the young bird

تَحُطُّ أَبا الفَرخِ عَن وَكرِهِ

وَتَستَنزِلُ الطَيرَ مِن لوحِهِ

And brings the birds down from their boards