ياO شاهِراًbrandishing مِنْfrom طَرْفِهِhis gaze مُرْهَفاًa keen-edged blade
يا شاهِراً مِنْ طَرْفِهِ مُرْهَفاً
دَمِيmy blood عَلىalong مَضْرِبِهِits cutting edge يَجْريflows
دَمِي عَلى مَضْرِبِهِ يَجْري
O you who brandish a keen blade from your gaze,
My blood flows along its cutting edge.
وَمَنْand the one who إِذاwhenever أَبْصَرْتُهُI see him مُقْبِلاًapproaching
وَمَنْ إِذا أَبْصَرْتُهُ مُقْبِلاً
طارَflew إِلَيْهِto him القَلْبُthe heart مِنْfrom صَدْريmy breast
طارَ إِلَيْهِ القَلْبُ مِنْ صَدْري
And you—whenever I see you approaching,
My heart flies to you from my breast.
قَدْindeed آنَit is time أَنْthat تَرثيyou take pity ونارُwhile the fire الهَوىof passionate love
قَدْ آنَ أَنْ تَرثي ونارُ الهَوى
تُوقَدُis kindled فيin أَحْشايَmy innermost parts كالجَمْرِlike glowing coals
تُوقَدُ في أَحْشايَ كالجَمْرِ
It is time you took pity, while love’s fire
Is kindled within me like glowing coals.
Translation model: Sol 6.1