أيها الرافع في المس
جد بالصوت العقيرهْ
O you who raise, in the mos—
O you who chant at dawn
—que, your voice aloud,
Your harsh-toned prayers have slain me
قتلتني عينك النج
لاء والقتل كبيرهْ
Your eye has killed me—the large—
Your bright eyes have killed me
—and beautiful one; and killing is a grave sin.
And killing is a grave thing
أيها الحاكم أنتم
حكم فاصلوِ العشيرهْ
O judge, you all
O you who govern, judge
are arbiters; decide the clan’s dispute.
And reconcile the clan
أجلالاً ما بقلبي
صنعت عينا مغيرهْ
Out of reverence—what in my heart
Know well there is in my heart
have al-Mughira’s two eyes wrought?
No ill intent made against you
Sol 5.6