إِذا جَوَارِيكَ غنّوا

فَاطْرَحْ علينا دِثارا

When your slave girls sing

Throw a cloak over us

وارَيتَهُمْ وَحَقِيقٌ

لِقُبْحِهُمُ أنْ يُوَارَى

And I saw them as they are

It's fitting, for their ugliness, that they be concealed

قَدْ قُلْتُ إِذْ قال صَحْبي

لِمْ يَضْرِبُونَ سِتارا

I said, when my friends asked

Why is a curtain placed?

لَوِ اطَّلَعْتَ عَلَيْهِمْ

وَلَّيْتَ مِنْهُمْ فِرارا

Had you looked upon them

You'd have fled from them in haste