1. يا شَقيقَ الشقيق صُدغاً وَخَدّا

    وَأَخا السَروَةِ اِعتِدالا وَقَدّا

    O brother of the anemone in temple and cheek,

    And brother of the cypress in uprightness and stature,

  2. بِكَ إِلّا سَتَرتَ بِالوَصلِ عَنّي

    وَجهَ إِعراضِكَ الَّذي لَيسَ يَندى

    By you, I beg: through union, veil from me

    The face of your aversion, which never grows moist.

  3. ما كَفاهُ أَن صارَ خَدّي بَهارا

    مِنهُ حَتّى صارَت دُموعِيَ وَردا

    It was not enough for it that my cheek became a yellow flower

    Because of it—even my tears became roses.