تَلَذُّ بِجَنَّتِها أَعيُنٌ

وَفيها الَّذي تَشتَهي الأَنفُسُ

Eyes delight in her garden,

Wherein lies what souls desire,

لَها نَظرَةٌ إِذ تُحَيّي بِها

يَغُضُّ لَها عَينَهُ النَرجِسُ

Her glance, when she greets with it,

Makes narcissus bow his eyes.

وَجاءَت بِعودٍ لَها خاطِبٍ

فَزُمَّ لِهَيبَتِهِ المَجلِسُ

She came with a suitor's suit,

So the assembly was lit for her flame.

إِذا هِيَ جَسَّت مَضَت بِالصَوا

بِ فَالناسُ مِن بَعدِها حُبَّسُ

When she sways as she walks,

She captivates all people after her.

لَها مُعجِزٌ إِن تَأَمَّلتَهُ

فَما سِرُّ إِعجازِهِ مُلبِسُ

She has a miracle, if you contemplate it,

Yet the secret of its marvel is not revealed.

أَما العودُ مِن قَبلِها أَخرَسُ

وَفي يَدِها يَنطِقُ الأَخرَسُ

While the lute before her is mute,

In her hand the mute speaks.

كَأَنَّ المُدامَةَ مِن لَحظِها

وَنارُ الغَرامِ بِها تَقبِسُ

As if intoxication is from her glance,

And the fire of love is kindled by it.

وَتَعطُلُ مَع نورِ ما يُجتَلى

وَتَعرى عَلى حُسنِ ما يُلبَسُ

It disables, despite the light that is unveiled,

And clothes the beauty of what is worn.