فَأَشارَthen he gestured ليto me ذاكَthat الرَشاgazelle fawn مُتَبَسِّماsmiling
فَأَشارَ لي ذاكَ الرَشا مُتَبَسِّما
حاشايَfar be it from me اِنthat أَصمىI should strike dead المُحِبthe lover المُغرَماthe enamored
حاشايَ اِن أَصمى المُحِب المُغرَما
Then that gazelle fawn gestured to me, smiling:
Then with a smile the head that was wind-blown beckoned me
Far be it from me to strike the enamored lover dead.
Nay, deafen not the ears of a lover distraught
اِنّيindeed, I وَجَدتُكَI found you بِالجَمالِby beauty متيماenthralled
اِنّي وَجَدتُكَ بِالجَمالِ متيما
وَأَناand I بِوُدِّكَin loving you صادِقsincere وَزَعيمand a guarantor
وَأَنا بِوُدِّكَ صادِق وَزَعيم
Indeed, I found you enthralled by beauty.
Indeed in you I found beauty that made me yearn
And I am sincere in my love for you, and I vouch for it.
While for your love I am true and a leader
Sol 6.1