حَدَقُpupils الحِسانِthe beautiful women مَرَاتِعٌpastures
حَدَقُ الحِسانِ مَرَاتِعٌ
لِجَميعِfor all آرامِgazelles الفُتُونِenchantment
لِجَميعِ آرامِ الفُتُونِ
The eyes of fair women are grazing grounds
The pupils of beautiful women are pastures
for all the white gazelles of enchantment.
For all the gazelles of enchantment.
قَدْindeed جَرَّعَتْthey made swallow بِفُتُونِهاthrough their allure
قَدْ جَرَّعَتْ بِفُتُونِها
عُشَّاقَهاtheir lovers غُصَصَchoking pangs المَنُونِdeath
عُشَّاقَها غُصَصَ المَنُونِ
Through their enchantment, they have made
Through their allure, they have made
their lovers swallow death’s choking pangs.
Their lovers swallow the choking pangs of death.
أُسْدُlions الحِمامdeath إِذاwhen عَدَتْthey charge
أُسْدُ الحِمام إِذا عَدَتْ
مِنْfrom بَيْنِamid غَاباتِforests الجُفُونِthe eyelids
مِنْ بَيْنِ غَاباتِ الجُفُونِ
They are lions of death when they charge
Lions of death, when they charge
out from between the forests of the eyelids.
From amid the forests of eyelids.
Sol 6.1