وظبي من الأتراك يبخل بالوفا

وظبي من الأتراك يبخل بالوفا

ألم تر عينيه بذاك تضيق

ألم تر عينيه بذاك تضيق

And a gazelle from among the Turks is stingy with fidelity.

My gazelle of the Turks is stingy with loyalty

Did you not see his eyes narrow at that?

Don't you see how his eyes narrow at that

بخديه ورد ذو بياضٍ وحمرةٌ

بخديه ورد ذو بياضٍ وحمرةٌ

حمى ما عليه للعذار طريق

حمى ما عليه للعذار طريق

On his cheeks are roses of white and red—

On his cheek a rose of whiteness and redness

A protected preserve where cheek-down has no path.

Passion has no way to him, the chaste one