قد كانَ لي مِنديلُ كُمٍّ ساذَج

ما جاز مسحَ فَمي به في مَذْهَبي

I once had a simple, plain handkerchief

That I never dared wipe my mouth with, under my creed,

فاعتضتُ عنه بِخَدِّ من أَحببتُه

ومسحتُ في مندِيل كَمٍّ مُذْهَب

So I turned away from it to the cheek of my beloved,

And wiped instead on the sleeve of his embroidered gown.