أشْكو لمَبْسَمِهِ الحَريقَ وقدْ حمَى

عنّي لَماهُ المُشْتَهَى ورَحيقَهُ

I complain of his scorching smile though he has withheld

from me his sought-after sweetness and pleasure.

يا رِيقَهُ حيّرْتَني ومَطَلْتَني

ما أنْتَ إلا بارِدٌ يا رِيقَهُ

Oh his saliva, you have confused me and made me wait long.

You are nothing but cold, Oh his saliva!