وبمهجتيand with my life's blood رشأa fawn يميسsways gracefully قوامهhis figure
وبمهجتي رشأ يميس قوامه
فكأنَّهso, as though he were نشوانintoxicated منfrom شفتيهِhis lips
فكأنَّه نشوان من شفتيهِ
And with my life's blood I would ransom a fawn whose figure sways,
With my gladness a slender sprig springing up
As though he were drunk on his own lips.
As though it were a flash of lightning from my lips.
شغفwas smitten العذارthe cheek-down بخدِّهwith his cheek ورآهand saw him قدhad
شغف العذار بخدِّه ورآه قد
نعستgrown drowsy نواظرهhis eyes فدبَّso it crept عليهِupon it
نعست نواظره فدبَّ عليهِ
The cheek-down was smitten with his cheek and saw that
The lover's passion for his cheek saw it when
His eyes had grown drowsy, so it crept upon his cheek.
His languid glances slumbered, so crept up to it.
Sol 6.1