سرقْتُ منها نظرةً فاستضحكتْ

واستترتْ عني وسدَّتْ طاقَها

I stole a glance from her, so she smiled

And hid from me, closing her window

فرمْتُ منها نظرةً ثانيةً

فأسبَلَتْ مِنْ دونِها رواقَها

So I stole a second glance

And she let down her veil before it

كيفَ يطيقُ ساقُها خلخالَها

ونظرةُ الناظرِ تدمي ساقَها

How can her ankles bear her anklets

When a gazer's glance wounds her ankles

يا هندُ لي نفسٌ بكم مشغولةٌ

سياقُها إلى هواكم ساقَها

O Hind I have a soul occupied with you

Its way to your love led by her ankles

يقولُ مَنْ يقيسُ بلقيسَ بها

آمرةٌ ناهيةٌ عشَّاقَها

He who compares you to Balqis says

A commander, forbidding her lovers

إني وجدتُ امرأةً تملكُهُمْ

وأُوتيَتْ منْ كلِّ شيءٍ راقَها

I found a woman who commands them

And was granted perfection in all her qualities

لو تعلمُ الوُرْقُ بحسنِ جيدِها

لمزَّقتْ منْ طربٍ أطواقَها

If the leaf knew her cheek's beauty

It would shred itself in rapture

ولو يذوقُ عاذلي ريقتَها

صبا معي لكنَّهُ ما ذاقَها

If my critic tasted her saliva

He would stop blaming me and taste it