وبمهجتي من سل صارم لحظه

وبمهجتي من سل صارم لحظه

فحمى رياض خدوده أن تجتني

فحمى رياض خدوده أن تجتني

And with my life's blood I would ransom him who unsheathed the keen sword of his glance,

With my affection I soothed his stern glance for a moment

then guarded the gardens of his cheeks lest they be plucked.

So the gardens of his cheeks would allow me to pluck their fruits

لو أن رقة خده أو لفظه

لو أن رقة خده أو لفظه

أو ريقه في قلبه نلت المنى

أو ريقه في قلبه نلت المنى

If the tenderness of his cheek, or of his speech,

If only the softness of his cheek, or his words

or of his saliva, were in his heart, I would attain my wishes.

Or his saliva reached his heart, my wishes would be fulfilled