وَأَغيد خالٍ مِن عِذارٍ وَعارِضٍ

وَأَغيد خالٍ مِن عِذارٍ وَعارِضٍ

وَوَجنَتُه المِرآةُ تزري النّضارا

وَوَجنَتُه المِرآةُ تزري النّضارا

And a graceful youth, free of sideburns and cheek-beard;

With cheeks smooth of down or blemish

And his cheek, a mirror, puts gold to shame.

And the mirror of her face showing freshness,

فَمَن قَد رَآها شامَ أَهدابَ عَينِهِ

فَمَن قَد رَآها شامَ أَهدابَ عَينِهِ

قَدِ اِنطَبَعت فيها فَظَنَّ عذارا

قَدِ اِنطَبَعت فيها فَظَنَّ عذارا

So whoever saw it beheld his own eyelashes

Whoever looks on her closes his eyelids’ curtains

Reflected in it, and mistook them for sideburns.

Thinking that in the mirror blemishes are formed.