تقويمُ قدِّكَ صحَّ يا مَنْ ثغرُهُ

تقويمُ قدِّكَ صحَّ يا مَنْ ثغرُهُ

درٌّ يقصِّرُ دونَهُ التقويمُ

درٌّ يقصِّرُ دونَهُ التقويمُ

Your stature is truly upright, O you whose mouth

Your smile is true, O one whose mouth

Is pearls beyond all appraisal.

is pure pearls - the calendar falls short before it.

إني لأبكي مِنْ جفاكَ ولي أبٌ

إني لأبكي مِنْ جفاكَ ولي أبٌ

والثغرُ يضحكُ منكَ وهُوَ يتيمُ

والثغرُ يضحكُ منكَ وهُوَ يتيمُ

Indeed, I weep at your coldness, though I have a father,

I weep from your disdain though I have a father,

And that mouth of yours laughs, though it is an orphan.

and your mouth laughs at me, an orphan.