أَناI لاnot أُصيخُI give ear إِلىto مَقالِthe words of اللُوَّمِthe reproachers
أَنا لا أُصيخُ إِلى مَقالِ اللُوَّمِ
إِذwhen يَعذِلونيthey reproach me فيconcerning مَحَبَّةِlove of هَيثَمِHaytham
إِذ يَعذِلوني في مَحَبَّةِ هَيثَمِ
I pay no heed to the words of reproachers,
I heed not the blame of those who chide
When they reproach me for loving Haytham.
When they reproach my love for Haytham
مَلَكَhe took possession of الجَمالَbeauty بِأَسرِهِin its entirety فيin أَسرِهِhis thrall
مَلَكَ الجَمالَ بِأَسرِهِ في أَسرِهِ
لَمdid not يَنصَرِفdepart رائيهِhis beholder غَيرَother than مُتَيَّمِenslaved by love
لَم يَنصَرِف رائيهِ غَيرَ مُتَيَّمِ
He holds all beauty in his thrall;
He has captured all beauty in his captivity
None who beholds him leaves save enslaved by love.
His glance strays not, forever intent
هُوَhe مُسلِمٌa Muslim لَكنَّهُbut he لَمhas not يَرتَدِعrefrained
هُوَ مُسلِمٌ لَكنَّهُ لَم يَرتَدِع
فيin الحُبِّlove عَنfrom قَتلِslaying المُحِبِّthe lover المُسلِمِthe Muslim
في الحُبِّ عَن قَتلِ المُحِبِّ المُسلِمِ
He is a Muslim, yet he has not refrained
He is Muslim, yet did not refrain
In love from slaying the Muslim lover.
From slaying his loving Muslim kin
فَلِقَدِّهِso, because of his stature وَلِلحظِهِand because of his glance أَصبوI yearn إِلىfor الthe
فَلِقَدِّهِ وَلِلحظِهِ أَصبو إِلى ال
رُمحِspear المُثَقَّفِstraightened طاعِناًthrusting بِاللَهذَمِwith the broad, sharp spearhead
رُمحِ المُثَقَّفِ طاعِناً بِاللَهذَمِ
So, because of his stature and his glance, I yearn for the
For his height and his glance, I incline to the
Straightened spear, thrusting with its broad, sharp head.
Spear's point, thrusting, never relenting
وَلِفَتكِand because of the slaying ناظِرِهِhis eye بِناظِرِهِof his beholder أَرىI find
وَلِفَتكِ ناظِرِهِ بِناظِرِهِ أَرى
أَنيthat I أُقَبِّلُI kiss كُلَّevery سَيفٍsword مِخذَمِkeen-edged
أَني أُقَبِّلُ كُلَّ سَيفٍ مِخذَمِ
And because his eye slays whoever beholds him, I find
For the lethality of his gaze on his gaze I see
That I kiss every keen-edged sword.
I kiss every sharp bloodstained sword
وَيَشوقُنيand makes me yearn وَقعُthe impact السِهامِof the arrows وَنَزعُهاand their drawing out
وَيَشوقُني وَقعُ السِهامِ وَنَزعُها
إِذwhen يُرسِلُhe sends forth اللَحَظاتِthe glances مِثلَlike الأَسهُمِthe arrows
إِذ يُرسِلُ اللَحَظاتِ مِثلَ الأَسهُمِ
And the impact of arrows and their drawing out stir my longing,
The fall of arrows excites me and their pull
When he sends forth his glances like arrows.
When he sends glances like arrows flown
وَهوَand he الَّذيthe one who أَضحَتhave come to be لَهُfor him عَدَدٌweapons بِهاwith them
وَهوَ الَّذي أَضحَت لَهُ عَدَدٌ بِها
يَسطوhe assails عَلىupon الزَّرَدِthe chain mail الحَبيكِtightly woven المُحكَمِfirmly wrought
يَسطو عَلى الزَّرَدِ الحَبيكِ المُحكَمِ
And he is the one who now has weapons with which
He who by them a number has sacrificed
He assails tightly woven, firmly wrought chain mail.
To ravage the tightly clasped pearl's hoard
Claude 2 is inferred from the historical translator configuration. The original record does not identify its model.