Sol 6.1

  1. قالوا عَساكر شعره قَد أَقبَلَت

    في خَدّه كَالعارض المتهللِ

    They said, “The armies of his hair have arrived

    on his cheek, like a gleaming cloud.”

  2. فَأَجبت كفّوا إِنني مِن معشر

    لا يَسأَلون عَن السواد المقبل

    So I replied, “Enough! I am of a people

    who pay no heed to the approaching dark host.”