وَا لَوْعَةَ الْقَلْبِ مِنْ غِزْلانِ أَخْبِيَةٍ

وَا لَوْعَةَ الْقَلْبِ مِنْ غِزْلانِ أَخْبِيَةٍ

تَكَادُ تَسْكَرُ مِنْ أَحْدَاقِهَا الرَّاحُ

تَكَادُ تَسْكَرُ مِنْ أَحْدَاقِهَا الرَّاحُ

Ah, the heart's burning anguish over the gazelles of the tents!

Oh, the heart's agony from the gazelles of hidden vales

Wine itself almost grows drunk from their eyes.

The breeze grows drunk from their glances

مِنْ كُلِّ مَائِسَةٍ كَالْغُصْنِ قَدْ جَمَعَتْ

مِنْ كُلِّ مَائِسَةٍ كَالْغُصْنِ قَدْ جَمَعَتْ

بَدَائِعَاً كُلُّها لِلْحُسْنِ أَوْضَاحُ

بَدَائِعَاً كُلُّها لِلْحُسْنِ أَوْضَاحُ

Each maiden, swaying like a bough, has gathered

From every banquet like a branch she has gathered

Marvels, all of them gleaming adornments of beauty.

Marvels, all of them manifest in beauty

فَالْعَيْنُ نَرْجِسَةٌ والشَّعْرُ سَوْسَنَةٌ

فَالْعَيْنُ نَرْجِسَةٌ والشَّعْرُ سَوْسَنَةٌ

والنَّهْدُ رُمَّانَةٌ والْخَدُّ تُفَّاحُ

والنَّهْدُ رُمَّانَةٌ والْخَدُّ تُفَّاحُ

For the eye is a narcissus, and the hair a lily,

So the eye is a narcissus and the hair hyacinth

And the breast a pomegranate, and the cheek an apple.

And the breast a pomegranate and the cheek an apple