غَنَّت فَهاجَت حَرَبي

وَضاعَ فيها طَرَبي

Her singing set my passions aflame

And in them my wits were lost

فَشَعرُها مِن فِضَّةٍ

وَثَغرُها من ذَهَبِ

Her hair is of silver

And her lips of gold