زِدْني منَ العَذلِ فيها أيُّها اللاحي
إنَّ الفُؤادَ إليها جِدُّ مُرتاحِ
Reproach me still more over her, O reproacher.
Increase my passion for her, oh companion
Indeed, the heart is most eager for her.
For the heart is truly at ease with her
بيضاءُ تنظُرُ من طَرْفٍ تُقلِّبُهُ
مُفَرِّقٌ بينَ أجسامِ وأرواحِ
Fair-skinned, she gazes with an eye she turns—
A beauty who gazes with a glance that captivates
one that parts bodies from souls.
Separating souls from bodies
ماءُ النَّعيمِ على دِيباجِ وَجنتها
يجولُ بين جَنى وردٍ وتُفَّاحِ
The water of bliss upon her cheek's brocade
The water of bliss flows over her soft skin
flows between the fruit of roses and apples.
Wandering amidst rose gardens and apple trees
رقَّتْ فلو مُزِجَ الماءُ القَراحُ بها
والرّاحُ لامتزَجَتْ بالماءِ والرَّاحِ
So delicate is she that, were pure water mixed with her
If her saliva was mixed with wine
and wine, she would mingle with the water and wine.
The wind would blend with the water and the breeze
Sol 6.1