1. يا مُفرَداً في الحُسنِ وَالشَكلِ

    مَن دَلَّ عَينَيكَ عَلى قَتلي

    O you, peerless in beauty and form,

    Who showed your eyes how to slay me?

  2. البَدرُ مِن شَمسِ الضُحى نورُهُ

    وَالشَمسُ مِن نورِكَ تَستَملي

    The full moon's light comes from the morning sun,

    And the sun draws its light from yours.