في ظل أهداب عيونك وود خدّك آل

في ظل أهداب عيونك وود خدّك آل

وحسن يوسف ميراث عنه لوجهك آل

وحسن يوسف ميراث عنه لوجهك آل

In the shade of your eyes’ lashes, love for your cheek found its home;

Beneath your eyelashes’ shade, your cheek’s rose—apparently intended—is scarlet.

and Joseph’s beauty—an inheritance from him—passed to your face.

And Joseph’s beauty passed from him to your face as an inheritance.

والشمس ويا الآمر في حسنهم لك آل

والشمس ويا الآمر في حسنهم لك آل

لو أُلت للصب اُل كل الملاح جندي

لو أُلت للصب اُل كل الملاح جندي

And the sun, O sovereign, in their beauty, came to belong to you.

And the sun and the moon, in their beauty, are your kin.

Had I said to the dawn, “Say: every beautiful one is my soldier.”

If you speak to the lovesick one, say: “All the beauties are my troops.”