نَقَّطتَ صُدغَكَ ذالاً

نَقَّطتَ صُدغَكَ ذالاً

فَالوَيلُ مِن شَكلِ ذَلِك

فَالوَيلُ مِن شَكلِ ذَلِك

You dotted your temple-lock into a dhāl;

You dotted your cheek with a beauty mark

So woe comes from the shape of that!

Alas, the shape of that!

لَو أَنَّ ذَلِكَ ذالي

لَو أَنَّ ذَلِكَ ذالي

سَجَدتُ مِن أَجلِ ذَلِك

سَجَدتُ مِن أَجلِ ذَلِك

If that were my dhāl,

If that were truly beauty

I would prostrate myself for its sake.

I would prostrate myself for that