مُخَضَّبَةُdyed الأَطرافِthe fingertips تَحسَبُyou think أَنَّهاthat they are
مُخَضَّبَةُ الأَطرافِ تَحسَبُ أَنَّها
أَساريعُcaterpillars فيin أَفواهِهِنَّtheir mouths عَقيقُcarnelian
أَساريعُ في أَفواهِهِنَّ عَقيقُ
Her fingertips are dyed; you would think them
Caterpillars with carnelian in their mouths.
دَهانِيَassailed me مِنهاfrom her نَرجِسٌa narcissus يَرشُقُshoots at الحَشاthe heart
دَهانِيَ مِنها نَرجِسٌ يَرشُقُ الحَشا
وَهَلand can …? نَرجِسٌa narcissus ياO لَلرِجالِmen, to the rescue! رَشوقُan archer
وَهَل نَرجِسٌ يا لَلرِجالِ رَشوقُ
Her narcissus assailed me, shooting at my heart.
And can a narcissus—O men, help!—be an archer?
وَمُبتَسَمٌand a smiling mouth عَذبُsweet المَذاقَةِthe taste مونِقٌlovely
وَمُبتَسَمٌ عَذبُ المَذاقَةِ مونِقٌ
تَجَمَّعَgathered فيهِin it لُؤلُؤٌpearls وَرَحيقُand pure wine
تَجَمَّعَ فيهِ لُؤلُؤٌ وَرَحيقُ
And a smiling mouth, sweet to taste and lovely,
Where pearls and pure wine have gathered.
Sol 6.1