تَأَمَّل كَيفَ يَبعَثُ لي غَراما
إِذا ما هَزَّ مِن هَيفٍ قَواما
Contemplate how he awakens passion in me
whenever he sways his slender form;
وَيُعرِضُ خيفَةَ الرُقَّبا عَنّي
وَيُهدي لي بِحاجِبِهِ سَلاما
he turns away from me for fear of the watchers,
yet sends me a greeting with his glances.
تَعالى اللَهُ ما أَدناهُ مِنّي
مُجاوِرَةً وَأَبعَدَهُ مَراما
Exalted is God—how near he is to me,
as I dwell beside him, yet how far beyond my reach!
وَما أسناهُ في عَينَيَّ وَجهاً
وَما أَحلاهُ في سَمعي كَلاما
How splendid his face is in my eyes,
how sweet his speech is to my ear,
وَأَطوَعَني لَهُ في الحُبِّ أَمراً
وَأَعصاني لِعُذّالي مَلاما
how obedient I am to his command in love,
and how I defy my reproachers’ blame!
Sol 5.6