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His glance wounds my heart though his is

طرفه يجرح الفؤاد وطرفي

1. His glance wounds my heart though his is
Plucking roses from his rosy cheek

١. طرفه يجرح الفؤاد وطرفي
يقطف الورد من محياه قاني

2. I don't complain of him nor does he of me
We are equal in beauty and love

٢. لست أشكو منه ولم يشك مني
وكلانا في الحسن والحب جان