ياoh حُسْنَهاits beauty صَفْراءَyellow ذاتَpossessing تَلَهُّبٍa fiery glow
يا حُسْنَها صَفْراءَ ذاتَ تَلَهُّبٍ
كَالنّارِlike fire إلاّexcept أَنَّهاthat it لاdoes not تَلْفَحُscorch
كَالنّارِ إلاّ أَنَّها لا تَلْفَحُ
Oh, how lovely it is—yellow, with a fiery glow!
O beautiful blonde, passionately ablaze
Like fire, except that it does not scorch.
Like fire though no sparks she raises
عاطَيْتَنِيهاyou passed it to me وَالمِزْاجُand the mixing-water يَرُوضُهاtames it
عاطَيْتَنِيها وَالمِزْاجُ يَرُوضُها
وَكَأَنَّهاand as though it were فِيin الْكَأْسِthe cup طِرْفٌa noble steed يَجْمَحُruns wild
وَكَأَنَّها فِي الْكَأْسِ طِرْفٌ يَجْمَحُ
You passed it to me, while the mixing-water tamed it,
You gave her to me, the drink is perfect
And in the cup it seemed a steed running wild.
As if in the glass, a glance that connects
وَتَضَوَّعَتْand it exhaled fragrance مِسْكِيَّةًmusky فَكَأَنَّهاso as though it were
وَتَضَوَّعَتْ مِسْكِيَّةً فَكَأَنَّها
مِنْfrom نَشْرِthe fragrance of عِرْضِكَyour honor أَوْor ثَنائِكَyour praise تَنْفَحُit wafts fragrance
مِنْ نَشْرِ عِرْضِكَ أَوْ ثَنائِكَ تَنْفَحُ
And it gave off a musky fragrance, as though
Her breath is musky, it seems she exhales
It breathed forth the scent of your honor or your praise.
From your hips’ swaying or your praises she inhales
Sol 6.1