وغريرةٍand a guileless maiden لونِthe color of اللجينsilver رأيتهاI saw her
وغريرةٍ لونِ اللجين رأيتها
فيat الربوتينthe two hillocks تكايدteasing العشاقاthe lovers
في الربوتين تكايد العشاقا
And a guileless, silver-hued maiden I saw
With skin the hue of soft mud I saw her
At the two hillocks, teasing the lovers.
Among the throng of lovers circling about
رفعlifted النسيمthe breeze رداءهاher cloak عنfrom ساقهاher leg
رفع النسيم رداءها عن ساقها
فوددتso I wished لوif رفعit had lifted الرداthe cloak والساقاand the leg
فوددت لو رفع الردا والساقا
The breeze lifted her cloak from her leg;
The breeze lifted her gown from her legs
So I wished it had lifted her cloak and her leg alike.
And I wished it would lift the gown and the legs
واللَهand by God لولاwere it not أنthat يدافعنيholds me back التقىpiety
واللَه لولا أن يدافعني التقى
عنfrom ريقهاher saliva ويزيدنيand heightens my إشفاقاfear
عن ريقها ويزيدني إشفاقا
And by God, were piety not holding me back
By God, if pious fear didn’t hold me back
From her saliva, and heightening my fear,
From her saliva, giving me more dread,
لدفعتI would dispel سمthe poison of لواعجيmy burning pangs برضابهاwith her saliva
لدفعت سم لواعجي برضابها
وجعلتهand make it لحشاشتيfor my last spark of life درياقاan antidote
وجعلته لحشاشتي درياقا
I would dispel the poison of my burning pangs with her saliva,
I would push away my painful erection
And make it an antidote for my last spark of life.
And make it a coat of mail for my torso
Sol 6.1