بدرٌ أضاءَ لنا بسوقِ البزّ

في ثوبٍ وَشَيٍ مَعْ عِمامَةِ خَزِّ

The full moon illuminated the market of cotton

Wearing a striped robe and a cap of velvet

كنزُ الملاحةِ لم يَزَلْ مُسْتُوْدَعَاً

في وجنتيه فحبَّذا من كنز

The treasure of beauty has always been stored

In his cheeks, so blessed are those treasures

غُصْنٌ لو أَنَّ الريحَ هزَّت عِطفَه

يوما لكاد يذوبُ عند الهز

A branch, if the wind shook his bending

One day it would almost melt from the shaking

لو لم تكن أنوارُهُ حِرزاً له

لم يكفه لا شكَّ ألفا حِرْز

If his lights were not a protection for him

He would undoubtedly need thousands of protections

كفٌ تُخالُ من اللجينِ مصوغةً

وأَناملٌ من لينها كالقز

A palm that appears molded from smooth clay

And fingers so soft like pliant twigs

كم قد أَشَرْتُ إليه أغمزُهُ على

بُعْدٍ فآلمه خفيُّ الغمز

How I have winked at him and made signs

From afar, so my hidden winking pains him

حاز الفضائلَ كلَّها لو لم يكن

متهزئاً بمحبِّهِ ذا طَنْز

He would possess all virtues if he were not

Mocking his lover, so very coquettish