وأحور المقلتينِ أَحوى

كأنَّه البدرُ مُستديرا

The most beautiful of eyes, I desire

As if it were the full moon, round

لمّا رأَى خَدَّهُ رِياضاً

أفاضَ مِن عَينِه غَديرا

When it saw its cheek as a garden

It overflowed from its eye a river