لَمّا تَبَدّى لامُ عارِضِهِ

لَمّا تَبَدّى لامُ عارِضِهِ

أَبهى مِنَ الرَيحانِ وَالآسِ

أَبهى مِنَ الرَيحانِ وَالآسِ

When the lām-shaped down on his cheek appeared,

When his beauty revealed itself

lovelier than basil and myrtle,

More radiant than sweet basil and myrtle,

قَبَّلتُهُ فَرحاً بِحضرَتِهِ

قَبَّلتُهُ فَرحاً بِحضرَتِهِ

فَاِسوَدَّ مِن نيرانِ أَنفاسي

فَاِسوَدَّ مِن نيرانِ أَنفاسي

I kissed him, joyful in his presence,

I kissed him, rejoicing in his company.

and it blackened from the fires of my breath.

Then my breath blackened with the fires of my passion.