أَذكَىkindled حَدِيثُthe talk الغَادَةِthe graceful maiden المَامِيّضهal-Māmīḍa
أَذكَى حَدِيثُ الغَادَةِ المَامِيّضه
نَارَa fire غَرَامٍof passion فيin الحَشَاthe breast حَامِيَّهblazing
نَارَ غَرَامٍ في الحَشَا حَامِيَّه
The talk of the maiden al-Māmīḍa kindled
The blazing talk of the alluring roe
a blazing fire of passion within my breast.
Kindles in my heart a raging fire's glow
يَخَالُهَاhe imagines her الرَّائىthe beholder إِذَاwhen مَارَنَتshe gazes
يَخَالُهَا الرَّائى إِذَا مَارَنَت
أُمُّmother طَلاًa fawn مَذعُورَةًstartled رَابِيَّهpanting
أُمُّ طَلاً مَذعُورَةً رَابِيَّه
The beholder, when she gazes, imagines her
Seen from afar she's like a frightened doe
a startled, panting mother of a fawn.
A mother doe startled, ready to go
هِيَshe التيthe one who مِنهاfrom her سُقِيتُI was given to drink الهَوَىlove
هِيَ التي مِنها سُقِيتُ الهَوَى
وبيand within me مِنfrom أشوَاقِهَاyearnings for her مَاwhat بِيَّهis within me
وبي مِن أشوَاقِهَا مَا بِيَّه
She is the one from whom I was given love to drink,
She's the one whose love I was made to know
and I suffer what I suffer from yearning for her.
Whose longing leaves me restless, to and fro
فيin ثَغرِهَاher mouth بَعدafter الكَرَىsleep عَنبَرٌambergris
في ثَغرِهَا بَعد الكَرَى عَنبَرٌ
أوor شُهدةٌa honeycomb أوor خمرَةٌwine صَافِيهpure
أو شُهدةٌ أو خمرَةٌ صَافِيه
In her mouth, after sleep, is ambergris,
After sorrow's passed, her lips bestow
or a honeycomb, or pure wine.
Sweet wine, pure honey, fragrant amber's flow
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