آياتُ سِحرِكَ مِن لِحاظِكَ تُنزَلُ

آياتُ سِحرِكَ مِن لِحاظِكَ تُنزَلُ

ما إن لها نسخق ولا متبدلُ

ما إن لها نسخق ولا متبدلُ

The verses of your magic are sent down from your glances.

Your enchanting glances reveal verses

They have no abrogation, nor any alteration.

That have no equal or substitute

أنت النبيُّ بها ولحظُكَ طرفُهُ

أنت النبيُّ بها ولحظُكَ طرفُهُ

في فَترةٍ مِنهُ كَدَمعِيَ مُرسَلُ

في فَترةٍ مِنهُ كَدَمعِيَ مُرسَلُ

You are their prophet, and your eye's gaze

You are the prophet through them, and your gaze

is sent forth in its languor, like my tears.

Is their revelation, pouring like my tears

وَيظلُّ يَهدي من جَبينِكَ صبُحُهُ

وَيظلُّ يَهدي من جَبينِكَ صبُحُهُ

وَيظَلُّ من صُدغَيكَ لَيلٌ أَليلُ

وَيظَلُّ من صُدغَيكَ لَيلٌ أَليلُ

And its dawn keeps guiding from your brow,

Your morning radiates guidance from your brow

and from your temples a pitch-dark night remains.

While night, so gentle, spills from your temple

إن كنتَ أهديتَ الرُّقادَ ولم تَزُر

إن كنتَ أهديتَ الرُّقادَ ولم تَزُر

بُخلاً فَطيفُكُ بالزَّيارةِ أَبخَلُ

بُخلاً فَطيفُكُ بالزَّيارةِ أَبخَلُ

If you have bestowed sleep but have not visited,

If you denied sleep and never visited

out of stinginess, then your phantom is even stingier with visits.

Was it from stinginess? Your apparition is less stingy

أَو كانَ عِطفُكُ مِثلَ صُدغِكَ عاطِفاً

أَو كانَ عِطفُكُ مِثلَ صُدغِكَ عاطِفاً

ما مالَ من عُجبٍ وَقَدُّكَ أَميلُ

ما مالَ من عُجبٍ وَقَدُّكَ أَميلُ

Or were your side as yielding as your temple-lock,

Or was your affection like your cheek, so tender

it would not sway with pride, though your figure sways still more.

It never inclined from wonder, your neck so bent

يا قَلبُ كَم أَرسَلتَ طَرفاً رائِداً

يا قَلبُ كَم أَرسَلتَ طَرفاً رائِداً

حَتَّى غَدا للبَدرِ فيكَ المنزِلُ

حَتَّى غَدا للبَدرِ فيكَ المنزِلُ

O heart, how many a glance you have sent as a scout,

Oh heart! How many a scout did you dispatch

until you became the full moon's dwelling.

Until the full moon made its home in you

دَع من يَلومُكَ في مَعاطفِ ذابلٍ

دَع من يَلومُكَ في مَعاطفِ ذابلٍ

بل كيفَ يَذبُلُ من بلوَمكَ يَذبُلُ

بل كيفَ يَذبُلُ من بلوَمكَ يَذبُلُ

Ignore whoever blames you for a slender one's curves.

Let those who blame you in faded cloaks be

But how can one wither who withers through reproaching you?

Rather, how can one you blame ever fade?

فَلقَد أجَنَّ الصُّدغُ عارضَ خَدِّه

فَلقَد أجَنَّ الصُّدغُ عارضَ خَدِّه

فَهُما عَلَيه مُقيَّدٌ ومُسلَسلُ

فَهُما عَلَيه مُقيَّدٌ ومُسلَسلُ

For the temple-lock has veiled the down upon his cheek;

For the cheek gathered its companion's cheek

so upon it, one is fettered and the other chained.

Both tethered and chained to it