فديتكَmay I be your ransom ماwhat هذاthis التحشُّمُbashfulness كلُّهُall of it
فديتكَ ما هذا التحشُّمُ كلُّهُ
لدعوةِat the invitation of عبدٍa servant روحُهُhis soul بكَin you ترتاحُfinds comfort
لدعوةِ عبدٍ روحُهُ بكَ ترتاحُ
May I be your ransom—what is all this bashfulness
I ransom you, what is all this coyness
at the invitation of a servant whose soul finds comfort in you?
For the call of a servant whose soul finds rest in you
ولِمْand why كلُّall هذاthis الاحتشامِreserve بمجلسٍin a gathering
ولِمْ كلُّ هذا الاحتشامِ بمجلسٍ
يزيِّنُهُadorns it الريحانُsweet basil والشمسُand the sun والراحُand wine
يزيِّنُهُ الريحانُ والشمسُ والراحُ
And why all this reserve in a gathering
And why all this aloofness in a gathering
adorned by sweet basil, the sun, and wine?
Adorned with basil, sun, and breeze
وفيكَand in you غنًىsufficiency عنin place of كلِّevery شيءٍthing يروقُنيdelights me
وفيكَ غنًى عن كلِّ شيءٍ يروقُني
ووجهُكَand your face ليfor me فيin ظلمةِthe darkness of الليلِthe night مصباحُa lamp
ووجهُكَ لي في ظلمةِ الليلِ مصباحُ
And you suffice me in place of all that delights me;
When you have no need for anything that pleases me
and your face is a lamp for me in the darkness of night.
And your face is a lantern for me in the darkness of night
وريقُكَand your saliva ليto me خمرٌwine وعيناكَand your two eyes نرجسٌnarcissus flowers
وريقُكَ لي خمرٌ وعيناكَ نرجسٌ
وصدغُكَand your temple-lock ليto me آسٌmyrtle وخدُّكَand your cheek تفَّاحُapple
وصدغُكَ لي آسٌ وخدُّكَ تفَّاحُ
And your saliva is wine to me, and your eyes are narcissi;
Your saliva is wine for me, your eyes narcissus
and your temple-lock is myrtle to me, and your cheek an apple.
Your temple a myrtle, your cheek an apple