وطيّبةِ الأنفاسِ تحسبُ وصلها

وَمَنْ واصلته جَنّةَ المتَنَعِّمِ

Her sweet breath seems an attainment of union,

And he who attains her is in blissful paradise.

تفَتّحَ وردُ الخدّ في غُصنِ قدّها

وَنَوّرَ فيه أقحوان التبسمِ

The rose blooms on her cheek in the branch of her stature,

And joy lights up her smile.

كَأَنَّ استِماعَ اللَّفظ منها تَعَلُّلٌ

بلذّة راحٍ واقتراحِ ترنُّمِ

It is as if listening to her words is an ailment

With the delight of repose and the chanting of melody.

تُحدّثُني بالسرِّ في ثِنْيِ ساعدي

فيسمعُ نجوى السرّ من فمها فمي

She tells me secrets in the bend of my arm,

So my mouth hears the whisper of secrets from her mouth.

إذا ما الثريّا رَحَّلَ الليلُ شمله

لها في يَدِ الإصباحِ باقةُ أنجمِ

When the Pleiades packed away the night,

She holds in the hand of dawn a bouquet of stars.

وجدتَ ثناياها العِذابَ كأنّما

تُعَلّ بمسكٍ في رحيقٍ مُختَّمِ

You will find her curves torment, as though

She is scented with musk in sealed perfume.