إِلىto مُحَيّاكَyour face ضَوءُthe light of البَدرِthe full moon يَعتَذِرُapologizes
إِلى مُحَيّاكَ ضَوءُ البَدرِ يَعتَذِرُ
وَفيand in مَحَبَّتِكَlove for you العُشّاقُthe lovers قَدindeed عُذِرواhave been excused
وَفي مَحَبَّتِكَ العُشّاقُ قَد عُذِروا
The full moon's light apologizes to your face;
And lovers have indeed been excused for loving you.
وَجَنَّةُand the paradise of الحُسنِbeauty فيin خَدَّيكَyour two cheeks موثَقَةَheld fast
وَجَنَّةُ الحُسنِ في خَدَّيكَ موثَقَةَ
وَنارُand the fire of حُبِّكَlove for you لاdoes not تُبقيspare وَلاnor تَذَرُleave anything
وَنارُ حُبِّكَ لا تُبقي وَلا تَذَرُ
And beauty's paradise is held fast within your cheeks;
And the fire of love for you spares nothing and leaves nothing.
ياO مَنone who يَهُزُّsways دَلالاًwith coy grace غُصنَthe bough of قامَتِهِhis stature
يا مَن يَهُزُّ دَلالاً غُصنَ قامَتِهِ
الغُصنُthe bough هَذاthis فَأَينَwhere, then الظِلُّthe shade وَالثَمَرُand the fruit
الغُصنُ هَذا فَأَينَ الظِلُّ وَالثَمَرُ
O you who coyly sway the bough of your stature:
This is the bough—where, then, are the shade and fruit?
ماnot كُنتُI was أَحسَبُthinking أَنَّthat الوَصلَunion مُمتَنِعٌunattainable
ما كُنتُ أَحسَبُ أَنَّ الوَصلَ مُمتَنِعٌ
وَأَنَّand that وَعدَكَyour promise بَرقٌlightning ماno بِهِwith it مَطَرُrain
وَأَنَّ وَعدَكَ بَرقٌ ما بِهِ مَطَرُ
I did not think that union was unattainable,
Or that your promise was lightning without rain.
خاطَرتُI risked فيكَfor you بِغاليwith the precious النَفسِsoul أَبذُلُهاoffering it freely
خاطَرتُ فيكَ بِغالي النَفسِ أَبذُلُها
إِنَّindeed الخَطيرَthe man of worth عَليهِfor him يَسهُلُis easy الخَطَرُdanger
إِنَّ الخَطيرَ عَليهِ يَسهُلُ الخَطَرُ
I risked my precious soul for you, offering it freely;
For a man of worth, danger is easy to face.
لَمّاwhen رَأَيتُI saw ظَلامَthe darkness of الشَعرِthe hair مِنكَfrom you بَداappeared
لَمّا رَأَيتُ ظَلامَ الشَعرِ مِنكَ بَدا
خُضتُI waded into الظَلامَthe darkness وَلَكِنbut غَرَّنيdeceived me القَمَرُthe moon
خُضتُ الظَلامَ وَلَكِن غَرَّني القَمَرُ
When I saw the darkness of your hair appear,
I waded into the darkness, but the moon deceived me.
Sol 6.1