1. يا لساق ناشر للأدبِ

    دار مع طيِّ بساط الكربِ

    O, what a cupbearer, spreading refinement!

    He made his rounds while rolling up the carpet of sorrow.

  2. لابس من نشر ما دار به

    ثوب عَرْف هزَّني للطرب

    Wearing, from the scent of what he passed around,

    A robe of fragrance that stirred me to rapture.