وَمُهَفهَفٍ رَقَّت حَواشي خَدِّهِ

وَمُهَفهَفٍ رَقَّت حَواشي خَدِّهِ

فَقُلوبُنا وجداً عَلَيهِ رِقاقُ

فَقُلوبُنا وجداً عَلَيهِ رِقاقُ

And a slender youth—the contours of his cheek were delicate,

so our hearts, from longing for him, grew delicate too.

لَم يَكسُ عارِضَهُ السَوادُ وَإِنَّما

لَم يَكسُ عارِضَهُ السَوادُ وَإِنَّما

نَفَضَت عَلَيهِ صِباغَها الأَحداقُ

نَفَضَت عَلَيهِ صِباغَها الأَحداقُ

No blackness clothed the side of his face;

only the eyes had flecked it with their dye.