مَفتونُone bewitched هَواكَlove for you دَقَّgrew subtle مِنهُfrom him الفِكرُthought
مَفتونُ هَواكَ دَقَّ مِنهُ الفِكرُ
رَقَّتgrew delicate عَبَراتُهُhis tears وَرَقَّand grew tender الشِعرُpoetry
رَقَّت عَبَراتُهُ وَرَقَّ الشِعرُ
The one bewitched by love for you—his thought has grown subtle.
Captivated by your love, thought pounds within
His tears have grown delicate, and his poetry tender.
His words grew tender, and poetry took wing
كالقَولlike speech لَفَظتهِyou cast him out وَمنهand from him دُرَرٌpearls
كالقَول لَفَظتهِ وَمنه دُرَرٌ
كاللَحظِlike a glance كسرتِهِyou broke him وَمنهand from him السِحرُenchantment
كاللَحظِ كسرتِهِ وَمنه السِحرُ
Like speech, you cast him out, and from him come pearls.
Like speech its utterance, of it gems spring forth
Like a glance, you broke him, and from him comes enchantment.
Like a glance you fracture it, in it magic swims
Sol 6.1