إِنِّيindeed I لأَحمَدُI surely praise ناظريَّmy two eyes عَلَيْكاon your account
إِنِّي لأَحمَدُ ناظريَّ عَلَيْكا
حَتَّىuntil أَغُضَّI lower my gaze إِذاwhen نَظرْتُI look إِليْكَاat you
حَتَّى أَغُضَّ إِذا نَظرْتُ إِليْكَا
Indeed, I praise my eyes for beholding you,
until I lower my gaze when I look at you.
وأَرَاكَand I see you تَخطِرُyou walk with a sway شَمَائِلِكَyour graces الَّتِيthat
وأَرَاكَ تَخطِرُ شَمَائِلِكَ الَّتِي
هيthey are فِتْنَتيmy temptation فأَغَارُso I grow jealous مِنكَof yourself عَلَيْكَاover you
هي فِتْنَتي فأَغَارُ مِنكَ عَلَيْكَا
And I see you walk with a sway, with those graces of yours that
are my temptation; so I am jealous over you, even of yourself.
ولَوِand if اسْتَطَعْتُI could مَنَعْتُI would restrain لَفظَكَyour speech غَيْرَةًout of jealousy
ولَوِ اسْتَطَعْتُ مَنَعْتُ لَفظَكَ غَيْرَةً
كيso that لاَnot أَراهُI see it مُقَبِّلاًkissing شَفَتَيْكاyour two lips
كي لاَ أَراهُ مُقَبِّلاً شَفَتَيْكا
And if I could, I would restrain your speech out of jealousy,
so as not to see it kissing your lips.
خلَصَwas wholly devoted الهَوَىlove لَكto you ،واصْطَفَتْكَand has chosen you مَوَدَّتيmy affection
خلَصَ الهَوَى لَك ،واصْطَفَتْكَ مَوَدَّتي
حَتَّىuntil أَغارَI grow jealous عَلَيْكَover you مِنْof مَلَكيْكَاyour two angels
حَتَّى أَغارَ عَلَيْكَ مِنْ مَلَكيْكَا
Love is yours alone, and my affection has chosen you,
until I am jealous over you even of your two angels.
Sol 6.1