ومُجْدِبِand barren (lean) الخَصْرِthe waist غَضِّtender الرِّدْفِthe rump ناعِمِهِsoft in it
ومُجْدِبِ الخَصْرِ غَضِّ الرِّدْفِ ناعِمِهِ
فَمِنْهso from him لِيfor me ظَمأٌthirst ومِنْهُand from him لِيfor me وِرْدُwater to drink
فَمِنْه لِي ظَمأٌ ومِنْهُ لِي وِرْدُ
And one barren of waist, tender and soft of rump—
With a slender waist and soft hips
so from him comes my thirst, and from him my drink.
To me it is thirst and to me it is roses
قَدْindeed ظَلَّhe kept يُطْرِقُlowering his head لَمَّاwhen شِمْتُهُI saw him غَضَباًin anger
قَدْ ظَلَّ يُطْرِقُ لَمَّا شِمْتُهُ غَضَباً
تَعْنُواsubmit لِعِزَّتِهِto his might الضَّراغِمُthe lions الوُرْدُthe tawny ones
تَعْنُوا لِعِزَّتِهِ الضَّراغِمُ الوُرْدُ
He kept his head bowed when I saw him angry;
It sulked when I smelled it angrily
the tawny lions submit to his might.
The pink roses envied its glory
كأنَّas though أُنْمُلَهُhis fingertips مِنْfrom فَوْقِabove وَجْنَتِهِhis cheek
كأنَّ أُنْمُلَهُ مِنْ فَوْقِ وَجْنَتِهِ
سُوسانَةٌa lily قَدْindeed بَداhas appeared خِلالَهاthrough it وَرْدُroses
سُوسانَةٌ قَدْ بَدا خِلالَها وَرْدُ
It is as though his fingertips over his cheek
As if its fingers over its cheeks
were a lily through which roses have appeared.
Were lilies revealing the roses within
Sol 6.1