يا مَن دَهاهُ شَعرُه
وَكانَ غَضّاً أَمرَدا
O you whose cheek is graced
By hair as soft as silk,
سِيّانَ فاجأَ أَمرَداً
في الخَدِّ شَعرٌ أَم رَدى
Your cheeks took me by surprise,
Are those locks, or trails of milk?
يا مَن دَهاهُ شَعرُه
وَكانَ غَضّاً أَمرَدا
O you whose cheek is graced
By hair as soft as silk,
سِيّانَ فاجأَ أَمرَداً
في الخَدِّ شَعرٌ أَم رَدى
Your cheeks took me by surprise,
Are those locks, or trails of milk?