1. أَيا رَبَّةَ الخِدرِ المُمَنَّعِ بِالقَنا

    أَتَنأَينَ لَم تَنظُر بِكِ العَينُ مَنظَرا

    O mistress of the secluded chamber defended by spears,

    Do you draw away, though the eye has not yet beheld you?

  2. وَمِن عَجَبٍ أَصفَيتُكِ الوِدَّ بَعدَما

    تَعاطى القَنا قَومي وَقَومُكِ أَعصُرا

    And it is a wonder that I offered you pure love, after

    My people and yours had crossed spears for ages.