فديتك أيُّها الرَّامي بقوسٍ

فديتك أيُّها الرَّامي بقوسٍ

ولحظٍ يا ضنا جسدِي عليه

ولحظٍ يا ضنا جسدِي عليه

May I be your ransom, O archer with a bow

I sacrifice myself for you, o archer with a bow

And a glance—ah, how my body wastes away for him!

And a moment, o body of mine leaning toward it

لقوسكَ نحو حاجبكَ انْجذاب

لقوسكَ نحو حاجبكَ انْجذاب

وشبه الشيء منْجذبٌ إليه

وشبه الشيء منْجذبٌ إليه

Your bow is drawn toward your eyebrow,

Your bow's attraction to your eyebrow

And a thing's likeness is drawn to it.

And the like is attracted to its like