أَتُراهُ يَدِقُّ عَن كُلِّ لَمسٍ

أَتُراهُ يَدِقُّ عَن كُلِّ لَمسٍ

لُطفُ جِسمانِكَ المُكَوَّنِ نورا

لُطفُ جِسمانِكَ المُكَوَّنِ نورا

Do you think it too subtle for any touch—

Do you deem it too ethereal for any touch,

the delicacy of your body, fashioned of light?

The delicacy of your body, fashioned of light?

ما رَأَينا مِثالَ وَجهِكَ مَوجو

ما رَأَينا مِثالَ وَجهِكَ مَوجو

داً وَلا مُشبِهاً لَهُ تَصويرا

داً وَلا مُشبِهاً لَهُ تَصويرا

We have seen no likeness of your face exist—

We have never seen the likeness of your face exist,

—ing, nor a portrait resembling it.

Nor any painted image that resembles it.