طَفلَةٌ خَودٌ رَداحٌ

هامَ قَلبي بِهَواها

A rosy-cheeked girl

A tender maiden, soft and curvaceous,

My heart is obsessed with her love

My heart wanders madly in her love.

قَدُّها أَحسَنُ قَدٍّ

فَاِسأَلوا مَن قَد رَآها

Her stature is the best stature

Her figure is the fairest of all forms,

Ask anyone who has seen her stature

Ask anyone who has beheld her.

ما بَراها اللَهُ إِلّا

فِتنَةً حينَ بَراها

God created her only

God did not create her, save

As a temptation when He created her

To be an enchantment when He formed her.

تَنثُرُ الدُرَّ إِذا غَن

نَت عَلَينا شَفَتاها

She scatters pearls when she sings

She scatters pearls whenever

With her lips upon us

Her lips sing out to us.

وَأَرى لِلعودِ زَهواً

حينَ تَحويهِ يَداها

And I see the lute glorified

And I see pride within the lute

When her hands contain it

When her hands embrace it.

رُبَّما أَغضَيتُ عَنها

بَصَري خَوفَ سَناها

Sometimes I avert my eyes from her

Perhaps I lowered my gaze from her,

Fearing her brilliance

My sight, in fear of her radiance.

هِيَ هَمّي وَمُنائي

لَيتَني كُنتُ مُناها

She is my concern and my wish

She is my obsession and my wish,

I wish I was her refuge

If only I were her wish.