عذرتُ في حُبّ أَسماء العَذولَ فَما

أَصابَهُ كادَ أَن يقضي بِهِ كَمدا

I made excuses for loving Asma the coy, so what

Almost finished him off whenever he got her

سَواد شامتها أَعمى نَواظرهُ

وَحمرة الخَدّ قَد أَمسَت لَهُ رَمدا

The blackness of her hair blinded his eyes

And the redness of her cheek became a disease for him