وَقَبَّلتُ فاه راشِفاً لِرُضابِهِ

وَقَبَّلتُ فاه راشِفاً لِرُضابِهِ

وَكَرَّرتُ شَمّي الوردَ مِن ذَلكَ الخَدِّ

وَكَرَّرتُ شَمّي الوردَ مِن ذَلكَ الخَدِّ

And I kissed his mouth, sipping his saliva,

I kissed his mouth passionately for his pleasure

And repeatedly smelled the rose of that cheek.

And again I inhaled the rose scent from his cheek

فَقالَ لِماذا الشمُّ وَيحَك فَاِتَّئدْ

فَقالَ لِماذا الشمُّ وَيحَك فَاِتَّئدْ

تُواليهِ لا أَدري وُقوفاً إِلى حَدِّ

تُواليهِ لا أَدري وُقوفاً إِلى حَدِّ

Then he said, "Why this smelling? Woe to you—slow down!

So he said, why the smelling, spare yourself

You keep repeating it; I know not where it will stop."

You persist without knowing when to stop

فَقُلتُ لَهُ روحي رضابُكَ خَمرَة

فَقُلتُ لَهُ روحي رضابُكَ خَمرَة

وَما طابَ شُربُ الخَمرِ إِلّا على الوردِ

وَما طابَ شُربُ الخَمرِ إِلّا على الوردِ

So I said to him, "My soul, your saliva is wine,

So I said to him, your cheek is like wine

And drinking wine is pleasant only with roses."

And the drink of wine is only sweetened by the rose