أَذهَبتُ فِضَّةَ خَدِّهِ بِعِتابي

أَذهَبتُ فِضَّةَ خَدِّهِ بِعِتابي

وَنَثَرتُ دُرَّ دُموعِهِ بِخِطابي

وَنَثَرتُ دُرَّ دُموعِهِ بِخِطابي

I gilded the silver of his cheek with my reproach,

I wasted the silver of his cheek with my reproach,

And scattered the pearls of his tears with my words.

And scattered the pearls of his tears with my words.

ظَبيٌ جَعَلتُ كِناسَهُ قَلبي فَلَم

ظَبيٌ جَعَلتُ كِناسَهُ قَلبي فَلَم

أَعقِل لِصَيدِ سِواهُ قَبلَ طِلابي

أَعقِل لِصَيدِ سِواهُ قَبلَ طِلابي

A gazelle—I made my heart his covert, so I did not

A gazelle - I made its dwelling my heart, so I had

Think of hunting another before pursuing him.

No sense left for hunting any other game before my yearning.

فَزَها عَلَيَّ وَمَرَّ يَسحَبُ ذَيلَهُ

فَزَها عَلَيَّ وَمَرَّ يَسحَبُ ذَيلَهُ

بَينَ التَكَبُّرِ مِنهُ وَالإِعجابِ

بَينَ التَكَبُّرِ مِنهُ وَالإِعجابِ

Then he grew haughty toward me and passed, trailing his hem,

So it swaggered against me, dragging its tail

Amid his haughtiness and self-admiration.

Between its pride in itself and my admiration.

فَحَلَفتُ أَنّي إِن ظَفِرتُ بِخَدِّهِ

فَحَلَفتُ أَنّي إِن ظَفِرتُ بِخَدِّهِ

لَأُرَصِّعَنَّ مُدامَهُ بِحَبابي

لَأُرَصِّعَنَّ مُدامَهُ بِحَبابي

So I swore that, if I won access to his cheek,

So I swore that if I gained possession of his cheek,

I would surely stud his wine with my bubbles.

I would stud its smoothness with my kisses.