لماwhen غداbecame سلطانsovereign حسنكyour beauty فيin البهاsplendor
لما غدا سلطان حسنك في البها
فرداpeerless وحاذرand feared لحظthe glance of كلevery متيمlovesick soul
فردا وحاذر لحظ كل متيم
When, in splendor, the sovereign of your beauty became
Homeland of beauty, your alluring glance
Peerless, and feared the glance of every lovesick soul,
Captivates all who cross your path
نادىcalled out بعارضكto your cheek-down البدارmake haste فجاءناso it came to us
نادى بعارضك البدار فجاءنا
منfrom جيشthe army of حسنكyour beauty بالسوادwith the black host الأعظمthe greatest
من جيش حسنك بالسواد الأعظم
It called to your cheek-down, 'Make haste!'—so it came to us
Your visage, a force mighty yet gentle
From your beauty's army, with the great black host.
Leads me willingly, your devoted captive
Sol 6.1