كَأَنَّ مُدامَةً صَهباءَ صِرفاً

كَأَنَّ مُدامَةً صَهباءَ صِرفاً

تَرَقرَقُ بَينَ راووقٍ وَدَنِّ

تَرَقرَقُ بَينَ راووقٍ وَدَنِّ

As though pure, tawny wine

As though a gray cloud, pouring down,

were shimmering between a wine-strainer and a jar,

Sparkles between orchards and thickets,

تُعَلُّ بِها الثَّنايا مِن سُلَيمى

تُعَلُّ بِها الثَّنايا مِن سُلَيمى

فراسةُ مُقلَتي وَصَحيحُ ظَنّي

فراسةُ مُقلَتي وَصَحيحُ ظَنّي

with which Sulayma’s front teeth are moistened—

With it the valleys of Sulaima are filled,

such is my eye’s discernment and my sound surmise.

Keen are my glances and true my surmise.