لَعَمرُby the life of أَبيthe father of زُوّارِهاher visitors الصيدِthe noble ones إِنَّهُمindeed they
لَعَمرُ أَبي زُوّارِها الصيدِ إِنَّهُم
لَفيsurely in مَنظَرٍa sight مِنهاof her وَحُسنِand beauty of سَماعِlistening
لَفي مَنظَرٍ مِنها وَحُسنِ سَماعِ
By the life of her noble visitors’ father, they
Surely enjoy the sight of her and the sweetness of her song.
تُصَلّيpray لَهاto her آذانُناour ears وَعُيونُناand our eyes
تُصَلّي لَها آذانُنا وَعُيونُنا
إِذاwhen ماan emphatic particle اِلتَقَيناwe meet وَالقُلوبُand the hearts دَواعِcalling
إِذا ما اِلتَقَينا وَالقُلوبُ دَواعِ
Our ears and our eyes pray to her
Whenever we meet, with our hearts calling.
وَصَفراءُand a golden-skinned woman مِثلُlike الخَيزُرانَةِthe bamboo cane لَمdid not تَعِشshe lived
وَصَفراءُ مِثلُ الخَيزُرانَةِ لَم تَعِش
بِبُؤسٍin hardship وَلَمand did not تَركَبshe rode مَطِيَّةَa mount of راعِa shepherd
بِبُؤسٍ وَلَم تَركَب مَطِيَّةَ راعِ
And a golden-skinned woman, like a bamboo cane, has never lived
In hardship, nor ridden a shepherd’s mount.
جَرىflowed اللُؤلُؤُthe pearls المَكنُونُkept hidden فَوقَover لِسانِهاher tongue
جَرى اللُؤلُؤُ المَكنُونُ فَوقَ لِسانِها
لِزُوّارِهاfor her visitors مِنfrom مِزهَرٍa lute وَيَراعِand a reed flute
لِزُوّارِها مِن مِزهَرٍ وَيَراعِ
Hidden pearls flowed over her tongue
For her visitors, from a lute and a reed flute.
إِذاwhen قَلَّبَتworked أَطرَافُهاher fingertips العودَthe lute زَلزَلَتshe shakes
إِذا قَلَّبَت أَطرَافُها العودَ زَلزَلَت
قُلوباًhearts دَعاهاcalled them لِلصَبابَةِto passionate longing داعِa caller
قُلوباً دَعاها لِلصَبابَةِ داعِ
When her fingertips play the lute, she shakes
Hearts that a caller has summoned to passionate longing.
كَأَنَّهُمُas though they فيin جَنَّةٍa paradise قَدalready تَلاحَقَتhave come together
كَأَنَّهُمُ في جَنَّةٍ قَد تَلاحَقَت
مَحاسِنُهاits beauties مِنof رَوضَةٍa meadow وَيَفاعِand a hill
مَحاسِنُها مِن رَوضَةٍ وَيَفاعِ
As though they were in a paradise, where have come together
Its beauties of meadow and hill.
يَروحونَthey depart مِنfrom تَغريدِهاher birdsong وَحَديثِهاand her talk
يَروحونَ مِن تَغريدِها وَحَديثِها
نَشاوىintoxicated وَماthough not تَسقيهُمُshe gives them drink بِصُواعِfrom a cup
نَشاوى وَما تَسقيهُمُ بِصُواعِ
They go away, from her birdsong and her talk,
Drunk, though she gives them no drink from a cup.
لَعوبٌplayful بِأَلبابِwith the minds of الرِجالِmen وَإِنyet even if دَنَتshe draws near
لَعوبٌ بِأَلبابِ الرِجالِ وَإِن دَنَت
أُطيعَis obeyed التُقىpiety وَالغَيُّand waywardness غَيرُnot مُطاعِobeyed
أُطيعَ التُقى وَالغَيُّ غَيرُ مُطاعِ
She toys with the minds of men, yet even if she draws near,
Piety is obeyed, and waywardness is not.
Sol 6.1