ولمand did not يُبدِreveal ليلٌa night صُدغَهits temple لسوىto anyone other than الَّذيthe one who
ولم يُبدِ ليلٌ صُدغَه لسوى الَّذي
يُهيِّجُstirs up بِلبالَunrest القُلوبِthe hearts السَّواكِنِthe tranquil ones
يُهيِّجُ بِلبالَ القُلوبِ السَّواكِنِ
And night has revealed its temple to none but the one
No night ever unveiled its side except the one
Who stirs unrest in tranquil hearts.
That stirs hearts with thoughts in their cores
ألاAh! ماwhat لِسُلطانِwith the sovereign of الهَوىlove قادled مُهجَتيmy soul
ألا ما لِسُلطانِ الهَوى قاد مُهجَتي
إلىto حَتفِهاits doom سِحرِthe magic of العُيونِthe eyes الفَواتِنِthe bewitching ones
إلى حَتفِها سِحرِ العُيونِ الفَواتِنِ
Ah, why has love’s sovereign led my soul
Alas! The reign of passion has led my soul
To its doom—the magic of bewitching eyes?
To fall for the magic of those alluring eyes
Sol 6.1