لَياليnights يَمينيmy right hand تَقبضُgrasps الكاسthe cup مَرَّةًat one time
لَيالي يَميني تَقبضُ الكاس مَرَّةً
وَأُخرىand at another لَهاit has قَبضٌa grasp عَلىupon نهدِthe breast of كاعِبِa buxom maiden
وَأُخرى لَها قَبضٌ عَلى نهدِ كاعِبِ
Nights when my right hand clasps the cup one moment,
Nights when my right hand grasps the cup at one moment,
and the next has its grasp upon a nubile maiden’s breast—
and at another clasps a buxom maiden's breast;
نُهودٌbreasts كَتفّاحِlike apples of اللجينِsilver كَأَنَّهاas though they
نُهودٌ كَتفّاحِ اللجينِ كَأَنَّها
لِتدويرهاto make them round قَدindeed أُفرغَتwere cast فيin قَوالِبِmolds
لِتدويرها قَد أُفرغَت في قَوالِبِ
breasts like apples of silver, as though,
breasts like silver apples, as though
to give them their roundness, they had been cast in molds.
they had been cast in molds to make them round.
Sol 6.1