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A gazelle passed by us, silk-soft,

ู…ุฑ ุจู†ุง ุธุจูŠ ุญุฑูŠุฑูŠ

1. A gazelle passed by us, silk-soft,
Sweet of glance, gentle of shoulder.

ูก. ู…ุฑู‘ูŽ ุจู†ุง ุธุจูŠู‘ูŒ ุญุฑูŠุฑูŠู‘
ุนูŽุฐู’ุจ ุงู„ู„ูŽู…ู‰ ููŠ ุนูุทู’ููู‡ ู„ูŽูŠู‘ู

2. How lovely when it raced!
We said, โ€œThe Syrian has come.โ€

ูข. ูŠุง ู…ุง ุฃูุญูŠู„ุงู‡ ุฅูุฐุง ู…ุง ุดุฏุง
ู†ู‚ูˆู„ ู‚ุฏ ุฌุงุก ุงู„ุณุฑูŠุฌูŠู‘ู

3. How languid were the eyes from its glance,
Its cheek from the gaze, inclining.

ูฃ. ู…ุง ุฃุบู†ุฌ ุงู„ุฃู„ุญุงุธ ููŠ ุทูŽุฑู’ูู‡ู
ูˆุฎุฏู‘ูู‡ ุจุงู„ู„ุญุธู ู…ุฌู†ูŠู‘ู

4. Its leg for the horse as though it started to run,
Its speech, speech of the Hejaz.

ูค. ูุธุฑูู‡ ู„ู„ูุฑุณู ุฅูู…ู‘ุง ุจุฏุง
ูˆู†ุทู’ู‚ูู‡ู ู†ุทู‚ูŒ ุญุฌุงุฒูŠู‘ู