وا بِأَبي وَجهَكِ هذا الَّذي
أَتلَفَ نَفسي وَهوَ لا يَدري
Ah, may my father be the ransom for this face of yours, which
has consumed my soul, all unaware.
وا بِأَبي عَينَكِ هاتا الَّتي
تَنفُثُ في قَلبِيَ بِالسِحرِ
Ah, may my father be the ransom for this eye of yours, which
breathes enchantment into my heart.
زَوَّدتِني إِذ جِئتُكُم زائِراً
مِن حُبِّكُم قاصِمَةَ الظَهرِ
When I came to you as a visitor, it loaded me
with love of you—a burden that breaks the back.
Sol 5.6