فَدَيْتُكَ يا أَتمَّ الناسِ حُسْناً

فَدَيْتُكَ يا أَتمَّ الناسِ حُسْناً

وأصلَحَهم لمتَّخِذٍ حبيبا

وأصلَحَهم لمتَّخِذٍ حبيبا

May I be your ransom, O most perfect of people in beauty,

I ransom you, O most perfect of people in beauty

And the best of them for one choosing a beloved.

And most fit to take as a beloved

فوجهُكَ نزهةُ الأبصارِ حُسْناً

فوجهُكَ نزهةُ الأبصارِ حُسْناً

وصوتُكَ مُتْعَةُ الأسماعِ طيبا

وصوتُكَ مُتْعَةُ الأسماعِ طيبا

For your face, in its beauty, is a delight to the eyes,

So your face is the adornment of sights in beauty

And your voice, in its sweetness, a joy to the ears.

And your voice is the pleasure of hearings, sweet

وسائلةٍ تسائِلُ عنكَ قُلْنا

وسائلةٍ تسائِلُ عنكَ قُلْنا

لها في وصفِكَ العَجَبَ العَجيبا

لها في وصفِكَ العَجَبَ العَجيبا

And when a woman asked about you, we said

And an inquirer inquiring about you, we told her

To her, describing you, this wondrous marvel:

In describing you, wondrous wonder

دَنا ظبياً وغَنَّى عندَلِيبا

دَنا ظبياً وغَنَّى عندَلِيبا

ولاحَ شقائِقاً ومشى قَضِيبا

ولاحَ شقائِقاً ومشى قَضِيبا

He drew near like a gazelle and sang like a nightingale,

A gazelle approached and a nightingale sang

And shone like anemones and walked like a slender bough.

Carnations shone and partridge strutted