وَمُهَفهَفٍand a slender youth رَقَّتbecame delicate حَواشيedges خَدِّهِhis cheek
وَمُهَفهَفٍ رَقَّت حَواشي خَدِّهِ
فَقُلوبُناso our hearts وجداًwith longing عَلَيهِfor him رِقاقُtender
فَقُلوبُنا وجداً عَلَيهِ رِقاقُ
And a slender youth—the contours of his cheek were delicate,
And a slender youth whose cheek’s contours are delicate—
so our hearts, from longing for him, grew delicate too.
So our hearts are tender with longing for him.
لَمdid not يَكسُclothe عارِضَهُhis cheek السَوادُblackness وَإِنَّماbut rather
لَم يَكسُ عارِضَهُ السَوادُ وَإِنَّما
نَفَضَتshook off عَلَيهِupon it صِباغَهاtheir dye الأَحداقُthe pupils of the eyes
نَفَضَت عَلَيهِ صِباغَها الأَحداقُ
No blackness clothed the side of his face;
Blackness has not clothed his cheek; rather,
only the eyes had flecked it with their dye.
The eyes have shaken their dye upon it.
Sol 6.1