Sol 6.1

  1. نفسي الفداء لجؤذرٍ حلو اللمى

    مستحسنٍ بصدوده أضناني

    My soul be ransom for a young oryx with sweet, dusky lips,

    A lovely one whose shunning has wasted me away.

  2. في فيه سمطاً جوهرٍ يروي الظما

    أو علّني ببروده أحياني

    In his mouth are two strands of pearls that quench thirst;

    Or he gives me another draught of his cool saliva, bringing me to life.