أَبتِ الرَوادِفُ وَالثُدِيُّ لِقُمصِها

مَسَّ البُطونِ وَأَن تَمَسَّ ظُهورا

Her breasts refused to be confined in her shirt

Though they grazed the paunch, they yearned to graze backs

وَإِذا الرِياحُ مَعَ العَشِيِّ تَناوَحَت

نَبَّهنَ حاسِدَةً وَهِجنَ غَيورا

When the winds wrestled with dusk

They awakened the envious and enraged the jealous