ولَقَدand indeed أَلهوI dally بِبِكرٍwith a maiden رُسُلٍtender
ولَقَد أَلهو بِبِكرٍ رُسُلٍ
مَسُّهاher touch أَليَنُsofter مِنthan مِسِّthe touch of الرَّدَنsilk
مَسُّها أَليَنُ مِن مِسِّ الرَّدَن
And indeed I dally with a tender maiden,
The night still young, the full moon's light aglow
Her touch softer than the touch of silk.
Her touch softer than silk on skin it flows