يا ظَبيَةً قَنَصَ الأُسودَ جَمالُها

يا ظَبيَةً قَنَصَ الأُسودَ جَمالُها

وَنَرى الظِباءَ يَصيدُها القَنّاصُ

وَنَرى الظِباءَ يَصيدُها القَنّاصُ

O gazelle whose beauty has captured lions,

O gazelle, the lions have captured her beauty

Yet we see gazelles hunted by the hunter.

And we see the hunters hunting her down

أَصمَت لَواحِظُكِ القُلوبَ بِأَسهُمٍ

أَصمَت لَواحِظُكِ القُلوبَ بِأَسهُمٍ

لَم يُغنِ عَنها نَثرَةٌ وَدِلاصُ

لَم يُغنِ عَنها نَثرَةٌ وَدِلاصُ

Your glances have slain hearts with arrows;

Your glances have silenced hearts with their arrows

Neither mail nor polished armor could protect them.

Neither coquetry nor grace could save her

فَهَبي جَرَحتُ الخَدَّ مِنكَ بِنَظرَةٍ

فَهَبي جَرَحتُ الخَدَّ مِنكَ بِنَظرَةٍ

أَفَما لِأَسرِ القَلبِ مِنكَ خَلاصُ

أَفَما لِأَسرِ القَلبِ مِنكَ خَلاصُ

Suppose, then, that I wounded your cheek with a glance;

So I was struck on the cheek by your glance

Is there, then, no release for the heart you hold captive?

Is there no relief for the captives of your heart?

ها قَد جَرَحتِ بِنَبلِ عَينَيكِ الحَشى

ها قَد جَرَحتِ بِنَبلِ عَينَيكِ الحَشى

فَدَعي فُؤادي فَالجُروحُ قِصاصُ

فَدَعي فُؤادي فَالجُروحُ قِصاصُ

Behold, you have already wounded my vitals with your eyes’ arrows;

You have wounded the innermost heart with your eye's arrows

So leave my heart alone, for wounds are requited in kind.

So leave my heart be, for wounds seek vengeance