ألفيتها ساهمة

ألفيتها ساهمة

شاردة تأملا

شاردة تأملا

I found her pensive,

I found her wandering,

lost in contemplation.

lost in thought.

طيف على أهدابها

طيف على أهدابها

كسرها تنقلا

كسرها تنقلا

A vision upon her lashes

An apparition on her eyelids

bent them as it flitted.

that moved as she did.

شق وشاح فجرها

شق وشاح فجرها

خميلة وجدولا

خميلة وجدولا

It parted the veil of her dawn—

The dawn lit up her cheeks

a leafy grove and a stream—

and cascaded in streams.

وماج فيها رعشة

وماج فيها رعشة

حرى وشوقا منزلا

حرى وشوقا منزلا

and surged within her as a shudder,

A tremor ran through her

burning, and a longing sent down.

of passion and yearning's abode.

ناديتها فالتفتت

ناديتها فالتفتت

نهدا وشعرا مرسلا

نهدا وشعرا مرسلا

I called to her, and she turned—

I called her and she turned,

a bosom and freely flowing hair.

her breasts and loose hair swaying.

واللحظ في ذهوله

واللحظ في ذهوله

مغرورق تململا

مغرورق تململا

And her gaze, in its bewilderment,

Her gaze in its bewilderment

was tear-brimmed and restless.

shimmered and swayed.

طوقتها يا للشذا

طوقتها يا للشذا

مطوقا مقبلا

مطوقا مقبلا

I embraced her—oh, what fragrance,

I clasped her, oh what a scent!

encircling and kissing!

Embracing her closely.

فما انثنت حائرة

فما انثنت حائرة

ولا رنت تدللا

ولا رنت تدللا

Yet she did not draw back in bewilderment,

Yet she did not shy away confused

nor did she gaze coquettishly.

nor moan coyly.

ولا درت وجنتها

ولا درت وجنتها

من خجل تبدلا

من خجل تبدلا

Nor did her cheek know

Nor did she know her cheek

any change from shame.

would blush from modesty.

كأنها في طهرها

كأنها في طهرها

أطهر من أن تخجلا

أطهر من أن تخجلا

As though she, in her purity,

As if in her virtue

were too pure to feel shame.

she's too pure to feel shame.