وغادةٍand a lovely maiden قلبيَmy heart يهواهاadores her
وغادةٍ قلبيَ يهواها
باعثُsource of مَحيايَmy life مُحيَّاهاher face
باعثُ مَحيايَ مُحيَّاها
And a lovely maiden whom my heart adores,
With a love, my heart adores,
Her face is the source of my life.
Who makes my cheeks glow rosily,
تديرshe passes around بالكأسin the cup الحميَّاthe heady wine وقدand indeed
تدير بالكأس الحميَّا وقد
حكىmirrored محيّاهاher face حميّاهاher heady wine
حكى محيّاها حميّاها
She passes heady wine around in the cup, and
She hands the cup that is filled,
Her face has mirrored her wine.
With the wine of her love only.
Sol 6.1