ظَبيٌa gazelle رَقيقٌdelicate حَواشيcontours of نِعمَةِgrace of الجَسَدِthe body
ظَبيٌ رَقيقٌ حَواشي نِعمَةِ الجَسَدِ
كَأَنَّماas though ثَغرُهُhis mouth عِقدٌa necklace مِنَof البَرَدِhailstones
كَأَنَّما ثَغرُهُ عِقدٌ مِنَ البَرَدِ
A gazelle, delicate in the contours of his graceful body.
A delicate gazelle, ornament of the body's grace,
As though his mouth were a necklace of hailstones.
His lips like a necklace of pearls,
كَأَنَّماas though رِدفُهُhis haunches مِنin عِزَّةٍmight أَسَفيmy grief
كَأَنَّما رِدفُهُ مِن عِزَّةٍ أَسَفي
كَأَنَّماas though خَصرُهُhis waist مِنin ذِلَّةٍweakness جَلَديmy endurance
كَأَنَّما خَصرُهُ مِن ذِلَّةٍ جَلَدي
As though his haunches, in their might, were my grief.
His hips seem to scorn all humility,
As though his waist, in its weakness, were my endurance.
His waist feigning meekness and pallor,
كَأَنَّماas though الخَدُّthe cheek مِنهُof him ريعَwas frightened حينَwhen بَداappeared
كَأَنَّما الخَدُّ مِنهُ ريعَ حينَ بَدا
لَحظيmy glance فَلاذَso it sought refuge بِلَبسِby donning اللاذِred silk وَالزَرَدِand chain mail
لَحظي فَلاذَ بِلَبسِ اللاذِ وَالزَرَدِ
As though his cheek took fright when there appeared
His cheek reveals a flush when first seen,
My glance, and so sought refuge by donning red silk and chain mail.
My glances took refuge in clothes of refuge and ice.
Sol 6.1