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A human or an addict of nightly vigils?

ุฅู†ุณุงู†ุฉ ุงู„ุญูŠ ุฃู… ุฃุฏู…ุงู†ุฉ ุงู„ุณู…ุฑ

1. A human or an addict of nightly vigils?
A melody strummed on strings made her dance decorously.

ูก. ุฅูู†ุณุงู†ูŽุฉู ุงู„ุญูŽูŠู‘ู ุฃูŽู… ุฃูุฏู…ุงู†ูŽุฉู ุงู„ุณูŽู…ูุฑู
ุจูุงู„ู†ูู‡ูŠ ุฑูŽู‚ู‘ูŽุตูŽู‡ุง ู„ูŽุญู†ูŒ ู…ูู†ูŽ ุงู„ูˆูŽุชูŽุฑู

2. If an houris were to glance at a stone one day,
She would leave lovesickness in that stone.

ูข. ุญูŽูˆุฑุงุกู ู„ูŽูˆ ู†ูŽุธูŽุฑูŽุช ูŠูŽูˆู…ุงู‹ ุฅูู„ู‰ ุญูŽุฌูŽุฑู
ู„ูŽุฃูŽุซู‘ูŽุฑูŽุช ุณูŽู‚ูŽู…ุงู‹ ููŠ ุฐูŽู„ููƒูŽ ุงู„ุญูŽุฌูŽุฑ

3. The roses on her cheeks grow rosier when she's seen
As plants thrive more with a rain shower.

ูฃ. ูŠูŽุฒุฏุงุฏู ุชูŽูˆุฑูŠุฏู ุฎูŽุฏู‘ูŽูŠู‡ุง ุฅูุฐุง ู„ูุญูุธูŽุช
ูƒูŽู…ุง ูŠูŽุฒูŠุฏู ู†ูŽุจุงุชู ุงู„ุฃูŽุฑุถู ุจูุงู„ู…ูŽุทูŽุฑู

4. Roses are her cheeks, wine is her saliva,
And the sheen of her beauty outshines the moon.

ูค. ููŽุงู„ูˆูŽุฑุฏู ูˆูŽุฌู†ูŽุชูู‡ุง ูˆูŽุงู„ุฎูŽู…ุฑู ุฑููŠู‚ูŽุชูู‡ุง
ูˆูŽุถููˆุกู ุจูŽู‡ุฌูŽุชูู‡ุง ุฃูŽุถูˆุง ู…ูู† ุงู„ู‚ูŽู…ูŽุฑู

5. O you who saw wine in something other than vines
And who saw rosebuds growing on something other than trees!

ูฅ. ูŠุง ู…ูŽู†ูŽ ุฑูŽุฃู‰ ุงู„ุฎูŽู…ุฑูŽ ููŠ ุบูŽูŠุฑู ุงู„ูƒูุฑููˆู…ู ูˆูŽู…ูŽู†
ู‡ูŽุฐุง ุฑูŽุฃู‰ ู†ูŽุจุชูŽ ูˆูŽุฑุฏู ููŠ ุณููˆู‰ ุงู„ุดูŽุฌูŽุฑู

6. The birds nearly fluttered around her out of rapture
When she sang melodiously to the stringsโ€™ tune.

ูฆ. ูƒุงุฏูŽุช ุชูŽุฑููู‘ู ุนูŽู„ูŽูŠู‡ุง ุงู„ุทูŽูŠุฑู ู…ูู† ุทูŽุฑูŽุจู
ู„ูŽู…ู‘ุง ุชูŽุบูŽู†ู‘ูŽุช ุจูุชูŽุบุฑููŠุฏู ุนูŽู„ู‰ ูˆูŽุชูŽุฑู

7. By God, gazelles of the valley, tell us:
Are you Lailas or is Laila one of mankind?

ูง. ุจูุงู„ู„ูŽู‡ู ูŠุง ุธูŽุจูŽูŠุงุชู ุงู„ู‚ุงุนู ู‚ูู„ู†ูŽ ู„ูŽู†ุง
ู„ูŽูŠู„ุงูŠ ู…ูู†ูƒูู†ู‘ูŽ ุฃูŽู… ู„ูŽูŠู„ู‰ ู…ูู†ูŽ ุงู„ุจูŽุดูŽุฑู

8. With eyes behind her veils she glanced at us,
Full of the batting of gazelles and cattle's gaze.

ูจ. ุจุงู†ูŽุช ู„ูŽู†ุง ุจูุนููŠููˆู†ู ู…ูู† ุจูŽุฑุงู‚ูุนูู‡ุง
ู…ูŽู…ู„ููˆุกูŽุฉู ู…ูู‚ูŽู„ูŽ ุงู„ุบูุฒู„ุงู†ู ูˆูŽุงู„ุจูŽู‚ูŽุฑู

9. O you whose amorous ogling has made fawns from us,
Straying and keeping nightly vigils because of you!

ูฉ. ูŠุง ู…ุง ุฃูู…ูŽูŠู„ูุญูŽ ุบูุฒู„ุงู†ุงู‹ ุดูŽุฏูŽู†ู‘ูŽ ู„ุถู†ุง
ู…ูู† ู‡ูŽุคูู„ูŠุงุฆููƒูู†ู‘ูŽ ุงู„ุถุงู„ู ูˆูŽุงู„ุณูŽู…ูุฑู