أَأُطيلُ في وَصْفِ الهوى أَمْ أُقْصِرُ

وأُذيعُ مكتومَ الأسى أم أَسْتُرُ

Shall I prolong in describing passion or shall I shorten

And broadcast the concealed sorrow or shall I conceal

يا جعفرُ العالي على بدرِ الدجى

بكَ نالَ بهجةَ وجهه يا جعفر

Oh Jafar the sublime over the full moon of nightfall

With you he attained the joy of his face, oh Jafar

تَمَّتْ خلالُ الحسنِ فيك فكلُّها

تُثْنِي عليكَ إذا تُعَدُّ الخِنْصَر

The traits of beauty in you are complete so they all

Praise you when the slender one is counted

وغدوتَ ذا دلٍّ يروقُ ومنظرٍ

يُصبي وطرفٍ بين ذلك يَسْحَر

And you became one with a bending branch and an appearance

That captivates and an eye between that enchants

دِعْصٌ يميلُ عليه غُصْنٌ أهْيَفٌ

غصنٌ يضيءُ عليه بدرٌ أَزْهَر

A slender tree leaning over which an elegant branch

A branch shining over which there is a bright full moon

مَنْ ذا يراكَ فلا يودُّ بأَنه

في كلِّ عضوٍ منه عينُ تَنظُر

Who is there that sees you and does not wish

That in each of his limbs there was an eye that looks