صادَensnared قَلبيmy heart طَرفٍa gaze سَحورِbewitching
صادَ قَلبي طَرفٍ سَحورِ
أَصهَبُauburn الشَعرِthe hair مِنfrom بَنيthe sons of سابورِSabur
أَصهَبُ الشَعرِ مِن بَني سابورِ
A bewitching gaze ensnared my heart—
My heart inclined to a morning visitor
Auburn-haired, of the sons of Sabur.
Whose hair is soft like the people of Sabur
يَتَثَنّىhe sways كَأَنَهُas though he were غُصنُa branch بانٍa bān tree
يَتَثَنّى كَأَنَهُ غُصنُ بانٍ
هَزَّshook عِطفَيهِits two flanks فيin ثَرىًmoist earth مَمطورِrain-soaked
هَزَّ عِطفَيهِ في ثَرىً مَمطورِ
He sways as though he were a bān-tree branch,
He sways like a bending bough
Shaking its flanks in rain-soaked earth.
Shaking his shoulders over dusty ground
وَكَأَنَّand as though العِذارَthe fine cheek hair فيon الخَدِّthe cheek مِنهُof him
وَكَأَنَّ العِذارَ في الخَدِّ مِنهُ
زَعفَرانٌsaffron غَضَّقunclear as written; likely 'fresh' (غَضّ) عَلىupon كافورِcamphor
زَعفَرانٌ غَضَّق عَلى كافورِ
And the down on his cheek seems
As if the flowers on his cheek
Like [fresh?] saffron upon camphor.
Were saffron poured on camphor
Sol 6.1