لاحَت لَنا وَلَها في ساقِها خَلخال

لاحَت لَنا وَلَها في ساقِها خَلخال

وَقَد تَزيّنَ مِنها خَدُّها بِالخال

وَقَد تَزيّنَ مِنها خَدُّها بِالخال

She appeared to us, an anklet on her leg.

An anklet appeared on her leg and on his

And her cheek was adorned with a beauty mark.

And her cheek was adorned by a mole

لَما ظَفِرتُ بِها في مَنزلٍ لي خال

لَما ظَفِرتُ بِها في مَنزلٍ لي خال

قُلتُ اِرحَمي مُدنَفاً قالَت نَعَم يا خال

قُلتُ اِرحَمي مُدنَفاً قالَت نَعَم يا خال

When I won her in an empty dwelling of mine,

When I found her in a house of mine empty

I said, “Have mercy on a lovesick man.” She said, “Yes, uncle.”

I said, “have mercy on one fallen,” she said “yes, uncle”

وَأَسفَرَت عَن مُحَيّا مَن رآه خال

وَأَسفَرَت عَن مُحَيّا مَن رآه خال

بَدراً بَدا وَنَضَت عَنها بُرودَ الخال

بَدراً بَدا وَنَضَت عَنها بُرودَ الخال

And she unveiled a face that whoever saw it took

And she revealed a cheek that stunned all who saw

for a full moon appearing; she shed her cloaks of Yemeni cloth.

A full moon appeared and the coolness of cheek faded

كأنها غُصُنٌ بِالرَوضِ مِن ذي خال

كأنها غُصُنٌ بِالرَوضِ مِن ذي خال

وَلا تَسَل ما جَرى مِن ناهدٍ مبخال

وَلا تَسَل ما جَرى مِن ناهدٍ مبخال

As though she were a bough in the meadow of Dhu Khal.

As if she were a branch in the garden with ripening dates

And do not ask what passed with a full-breasted maiden so sparing of her favors.

And don’t ask what happened with an ungenerous Nahid