وَمُهَفهَفٍ تَهفُو بِلُب

وَمُهَفهَفٍ تَهفُو بِلُب

بِ المَرءِ مِنهُ شَمائِلُ

بِ المَرءِ مِنهُ شَمائِلُ

And a slender-waisted youth, beguiling the mind

With soft whispering winds blowing through the heart

Of a man with his graces.

Are a man's admirable traits

فَالرِدفُ دِعصٌ هائِلٌ

فَالرِدفُ دِعصٌ هائِلٌ

وَالقَدُّ غُصنٌ مائِلُ

وَالقَدُّ غُصنٌ مائِلُ

For his haunches are a massive mound of sand,

With strong, sturdy hips

And his figure is a bending branch.

And a slender, bending form

وَالخَدُّ نُورُ شَقائِقٍ

وَالخَدُّ نُورُ شَقائِقٍ

تَنشَقُّ عَنهُ خَمائِلُ

تَنشَقُّ عَنهُ خَمائِلُ

And his cheek is the radiance of anemones;

Cheeks that glow like red anemones

Leafy groves part to reveal it.

Bursting with blossoms

وَالعَرفُ زَهوُ حَدائِقٍ

وَالعَرفُ زَهوُ حَدائِقٍ

نَمَّت بِهِنَّ شَمائِلُ

نَمَّت بِهِنَّ شَمائِلُ

And his fragrance is the splendor of gardens,

A chin like the radiance of gardens

Whose presence northerly breezes have revealed.

Where beautiful features grow

وَالطَرفُ سَيفٌ ما لَهُ

وَالطَرفُ سَيفٌ ما لَهُ

إِلّا العِذارُ حَمائِلُ

إِلّا العِذارُ حَمائِلُ

And his gaze is a sword, with no

Eyes like an undefeated sword

Sword-straps but the down along his cheeks.

That spare only the blameless