أَيَّتُهاO النَفسُthe soul إِلَيهِto him اِذهَبيgo
أَيَّتُها النَفسُ إِلَيهِ اِذهَبي
فَماfor there is no لِقَلبيfor my heart عَنهُaway from him مِنany مَذهَبِescape
فَما لِقَلبي عَنهُ مِن مَذهَبِ
O soul, go to him,
O soul, go to Him
For my heart has no escape from him.
For my heart has no other refuge
مُفَضَّضُsilvered الثَغرِthe mouth لَهُhe has نُقطَةٌa spot
مُفَضَّضُ الثَغرِ لَهُ نُقطَةٌ
مِنof عَنبَرٍambergris فيon خَدِّهِhis cheek المُذهَبِgilded
مِن عَنبَرٍ في خَدِّهِ المُذهَبِ
Silver-mouthed, he has a spot
His parted lips have a spot
Of ambergris on his gilded cheek.
Of ambergris on his gilded cheek
أَنسانِيَmade me forget التَوبَةَrepentance مِنof حُبِّهِlove for him
أَنسانِيَ التَوبَةَ مِن حُبِّهِ
طُلوعُهُhis rising شَمساًas a sun مِنَfrom المَغرِبِthe west
طُلوعُهُ شَمساً مِنَ المَغرِبِ
What made me forget repenting of my love for him
His beauty makes me forget repentance
Was his rising as a sun from the west.
His rising is a sun from the west
Sol 6.1