تكون من بردٍ زندها

تكون من بردٍ زندها

وجمر السوار عليه ائتلق

وجمر السوار عليه ائتلق

Her forearm was formed of hail,

You are made of living coldness

and the bracelet’s embers gleamed upon it.

And the embers of bracelets ignite upon you

فلا ذا على ما علمت انطفى

فلا ذا على ما علمت انطفى

ولا ذا وحاشاه من ذا اخترق

ولا ذا وحاشاه من ذا اخترق

Yet those embers, so far as I know, did not go out,

So nothing as you have known will be extinguished

nor was her forearm—may it be spared!—pierced by them.

Nor anything, God forbid anything, will penetrate