يَكفي صُدودكَ يا غَزال

يَكفي صُدودكَ يا غَزال

عَطفا لِعُشاقِ الجَمال

عَطفا لِعُشاقِ الجَمال

Enough of your turning away, O gazelle!

Your shy glances are enough, O gazelle

Show kindness to the lovers of beauty.

Showing kindness to lovers of beauty

الحاظِكَ المَرضى الكِحال

الحاظِكَ المَرضى الكِحال

هاروت عَنها قَد رَوى

هاروت عَنها قَد رَوى

Your languid, kohl-darkened glances—

Your sick admirers with kohl around their eyes

Harut has indeed told of them.

Harut has told of them