وَعَقرَبٍ في الخَدِّ قَد رابَني

في ذَهَبِ الخَدَّينِ مَمشاها

The cheek's mark, though it hurts my heart

In the gold cheeks' midst passing by

مَكتوبَةٌ وَالعَينُ تَقرا فَلَو

أَمكَنَنا اللَثمُ مَحَوناها

Inscribed it is, whilst the eye doth gaze,

Had we access, we would efface.