ياO حسنbeauty of ظبيa gazelle غريرٍguileless
يا حسن ظبي غريرٍ
تلفتI perished لماwhen تلفتhe turned to look
تلفت لما تلفت
O, the beauty of a guileless gazelle!
O beautiful, gentle gazelle
I perished when he turned to look.
As you turn your head this way and that
ذيpossessing وجنةٍa cheek عندat لثميmy kissing
ذي وجنةٍ عند لثمي
شفتhealed سقاميmy sickness وشفتand grew translucent
شفت سقامي وشفت
With a cheek that, at my kiss,
With cheeks like a garden by my kiss
Healed my sickness and grew translucent.
You saw my sickness and you saw
Sol 6.1