بِأَبِي رَشاً سَفَكَت دَمِي ألحَاظُهُ

وَسَبَى بِرَائِقِ حُسنِهِ الألبَابَا

By my father I swear, her glances shed my blood,

And her radiant beauty enslaved all minds.

مَن كانَ يُنكِرُ سَفكَهُ فَليَأتِهِ

يَرمُق دَمِي فِي رَاحَتَيهِ خِطَابا

Whoever denies she shed my blood, let him come

And see my blood stains on her palms as proof.