وَنبّئتُها يَوماً أَلَمّت بِجَنَّةٍ

تَنَزّه طَرفاً في الأَزاهيرِ وَالخُضَر

One day I reported to her when she strolled in a park

Wandering, looking at flowers and greenery

فَأَبصَرَ رَبُّ الباغِ رُمّانَ صَدرِها

فَقالَ اِطرَحيهِ عَنكِ يا لِصَّةَ الشَجَر

The Lord of the garden saw her bosom pomegranates

And said: "Cast them off you, O tree thief!"

فَناداهُ نورُ الجِلّنارِ بِخَدِّها

كَذَبتَ فَهَذا النُورُ أَطلَعَ ذا الثَمَر

The light of the pomegranate called him with its cheek

"You lied! This light brought forth this fruit.”