وبيand I am smitten with ضامرslender الكشحينin both flanks يمشيhe walks فتنثنيand so bend
وبي ضامر الكشحين يمشي فتنثني
معاطفهhis sides ليناًwith suppleness كزانَةِlike the lance-shaft of رامحa spearman
معاطفه ليناً كزانَةِ رامح
And I am smitten with one slender of waist, whose walk sets swaying
his sides, supple as a spearman’s lance.
يَريشُhe feathers بجفنْيَهwith his two eyelids سهامَيْthe twin arrows of لحاظِهhis gaze
يَريشُ بجفنْيَه سهامَيْ لحاظِه
ويرميand he shoots at بقوسَيْwith the two bows of حاجبيهhis eyebrows جَوانحيmy breast
ويرمي بقوسَيْ حاجبيه جَوانحي
With his eyelids he feathers the twin arrows of his gaze,
and with his eyebrows’ twin bows he shoots at my breast.
فَهلso can يرتجيhope for قلبيmy heart وصالاًunion دُوينهbefore it
فَهل يرتجي قلبي وصالاً دُوينه
عيونeyes تكنّىare called فيin الوغىbattle بالجوارحby the name ‘the wounders’
عيون تكنّى في الوغى بالجوارح
Can my heart, then, hope for union, when in its way stand
eyes known in battle as ‘the wounders’?
Translation model: Sol 6.1