ناوَلته وَردة فَاِحمر مِن خَجل

وَلاحَ لُؤلؤ ذاكَ المَنظر النَضرِ

I presented her with a rose, she blushed with shyness

Her radiant visage shone like pearls

وَقام يَخطر عجباً في مَحاسنه

وَقال عِندي ما يغني عَن الزَهرِ

He stood amazed at her beauty

And said "I have no need for flowers

الوَرد خدّي وَعَيني نَرجس وَعَلى

قَضيب قدّيَ أَنواع مِن الثَمَرِ

My cheeks are roses, my eyes narcissus

On my slender form, every fruit grows

فَما اِحتِياجي إِلى زَهر الرِياض وَفي

خَدّي عذار كَريحان عَلى نَهرِ

Why would I need garden blossoms when

My cheeks hold the fragrance of basil on a river"