أَرْخَتْshe let down ذَوائِبهاher tresses تَموجُripple وَراءَهاbehind her
أَرْخَتْ ذَوائِبها تَموجُ وَراءَها
لِلأرضِto the ground إِعجاباًin self-admiration عَلىover أَترابِهاher peers
لِلأرضِ إِعجاباً عَلى أَترابِها
She let down her tresses, rippling behind her,
She let down her tresses, they wave behind,
Down to the ground, in pride over her peers.
As in wonder of earth and the rivals around.
فَاِحفَظso guard حَشاكَyour heart مِنَagainst الذَّوائِبِthe tresses إِنَّهاfor they are
فَاِحفَظ حَشاكَ مِنَ الذَّوائِبِ إِنَّها
لأَراقِمٌindeed serpents وَقَفتstood علىon أَذنابِهاtheir tails
لأَراقِمٌ وَقَفت على أَذنابِها
So guard your heart against the tresses, for they
From those tresses take heed, for they spread nets the most fine -
Are indeed serpents standing on their tails.
On her fair neck and shoulders majestically wound.
Sol 6.1