لِحافي لِحافُ الضَيفِ وَالبَيتُ بَيتُهُ

وَلَم يُلهِني عَنهُ غَزالٌ مُقَنَّعُ

My blanket is the blanket of the guest and the house is his house

And no veiled gazelle has distracted me from him

أُحَدِّثُهُ إِنَّ الحَديثَ مِن القِرى

وَتَكلَأُ عَيني عَينَهُ حينَ يَهجَعُ

I talk to him that talk is from the villages

And my eye meets his eye when he lies down