بِوَجنَتِهِ اليمنى لَصيق عِذارِهِ

بِوَجنَتِهِ اليمنى لَصيق عِذارِهِ

لَهُ صَفُّ شاماتٍ بِهنّ المَسرّاتُ

لَهُ صَفُّ شاماتٍ بِهنّ المَسرّاتُ

On his right cheek, close beside his sideburn,

He has a row of moles in which delights reside.

فَوَجنَتُهُ رَوضٌ وَأَمّا عِذارُهُ

فَوَجنَتُهُ رَوضٌ وَأَمّا عِذارُهُ

فَآسٌ لهُ الشّاماتُ في الحسنِ حبّاتُ

فَآسٌ لهُ الشّاماتُ في الحسنِ حبّاتُ

So his cheek is a garden, and as for his sideburn,

It is myrtle; in beauty, the moles are its berries.