وَلَّيتُI entrusted عنانيَmy reins الكِعابَthe full-breasted maidens الرُوداthe delicate ones
وَلَّيتُ عنانيَ الكِعابَ الرُودا
بيضاًfair-skinned تَركتleft أَوجُهَthe faces of نسكيmy devotion سوداblack
بيضاً تَركت أَوجُهَ نسكي سودا
I turned my reins toward the full-breasted, supple maidens—
I entrusted my reins to delicate, full-breasted maidens.
fair ones; I left the faces of my piety blackened.
Fair-skinned, they left the faces of my devotion black.
أَسندنَthey rested إِلىagainst نحورهنَّtheir bosoms العوداthe oud
أَسندنَ إِلى نحورهنَّ العودا
يُفسِدنَthey corrupt بِهِwith it فؤاديَmy heart المَعموداthe anguished
يُفسِدنَ بِهِ فؤاديَ المَعمودا
They propped the oud against their upper chests,
They rested the oud against their bosoms.
and with it they ruin my heart, stricken by love.
With it they corrupt my anguished heart.
Sol 6.1