توسمتُهI gazed intently at him لمّاwhen تكاملbecame complete حُسْنُهُhis beauty
توسمتُه لمّا تكامل حُسْنُهُ
وقدand already رْقرَقَتْhad made shimmer فيهwithin him الشبيبةُyouth ماءَهاits water
وقد رْقرَقَتْ فيه الشبيبةُ ماءَها
I gazed intently at him when his beauty was complete,
and youth had made its water shimmer within him.
فخلتُso I thought بأنَّthat الحوْلَthe year حانhad come ربيعُهُits spring
فخلتُ بأنَّ الحوْلَ حان ربيعُهُ
وأنَّand that رياضَthe meadows الحزنof the rugged uplands أبدتْhad revealed روَاءَهاtheir splendor
وأنَّ رياضَ الحزن أبدتْ روَاءَها
So I thought the year's spring had come,
and the upland meadows had revealed their splendor.
فَنفّستُso I gave release عنto طيرthe birds الجوىof love's anguish بتأوهيwith my sighing
فَنفّستُ عن طير الجوى بتأوهي
وأرسلتُand I sent عينيmy eye بالدموعwith tears وراءَهاafter them
وأرسلتُ عيني بالدموع وراءَها
So, with my sighs, I gave the birds of heartache release,
and sent my tearful eye after them.