لَهاshe has مِنَof الماءِwater كَفٌّa hand فيin أَنامِلِهاher fingertips
لَها مِنَ الماءِ كَفٌّ في أَنامِلِها
إِذْwhen صافَحَتْنيshe shook my hand بِهِwith it نارٌa fire عَلَىin a state of وَهَجِblazing heat
إِذْ صافَحَتْني بِهِ نارٌ عَلَى وَهَجِ
She has a hand of water; in her fingertips,
Her hand holds water as she extends her fingers
when she clasped my hand with it, there was a blazing fire.
When she shook my hand, fire blazed in fervor
تَكادُalmost مِنْbecause of لَمَعانِradiance الحُسْنِbeauty تَسْتُرُهُconceals it
تَكادُ مِنْ لَمَعانِ الحُسْنِ تَسْتُرُهُ
كأنَّماas though طَرَّفَتْهُshe dyed its tips مِنْwith دَمِblood المُهَجِhearts
كأنَّما طَرَّفَتْهُ مِنْ دَمِ المُهَجِ
It almost conceals the hand with beauty’s radiance,
Her dazzling beauty almost conceals it
as though she had dyed its tips with the blood of hearts.
As if she adorned it with blood from her wrists
Sol 6.1