عَلى رَأسِها الرُمّانُ تَرغَبُ بَيعَهُ

جُزافاً لِمَن يَشري بِبَضعِهِ أَعشارِ

The pomegranate on her head eagerly offers itself

At a bargain price to whoever would buy some shares

وَفي صَدرِها ثِنتانَ لَو أَنَّها اِرتَضَت

تَبيعُهُما بِالروحِ كُنتُ أَنا الشاري

And in her chest are two, that if she consented

To sell for my soul, I would be the buyer