نَبِيّa prophet جَمالٍof beauty قَدindeed دَعاناcalled us لِحُبِّهِto love him
نَبِيّ جَمالٍ قَد دَعانا لِحُبِّهِ
وَقَدand indeed سَلَّdrew سَيفَthe sword of اللّحظِthe glance متّI died مِنَfrom الخَوفِfear
وَقَد سَلَّ سَيفَ اللّحظِ متّ مِنَ الخَوفِ
A prophet of beauty has called us to love him.
A prophet of beauty has called us to his love
And he drew the sword of his glance—I died of fear.
And unsheathed the sword of his glance, free from fear
وَصَيّرَand made سَلبَthe theft of العَقلِreason وَاللبِّand intellect آيَةًa miracle
وَصَيّرَ سَلبَ العَقلِ وَاللبِّ آيَةً
وَأَيّدَand strengthened دينَthe faith of الحبّlove فيthrough ذَلكِthat السّيفِsword
وَأَيّدَ دينَ الحبّ في ذَلكِ السّيفِ
And made the theft of reason and intellect a miracle.
He made the plundering of reason and intellect a sign
And strengthened the faith of love through that sword.
And supported the religion of love with that sword
Sol 6.1