وافَتshe arrived وَوَفَتand she fulfilled وَعدَهاher promise
وافَت وَوَفَت وَعدَها
فيin لَيلَةٍa night مَبروكَهblessed
في لَيلَةٍ مَبروكَه
She arrived and kept her promise
She kept her promise
on a blessed night.
On a blessed night
جاءَتshe came بِثَوبٍin a gown كَريشَةٍlike a feather
جاءَت بِثَوبٍ كَريشَةٍ
وَعُصبَةٍand a headband مَحبوكَهtightly woven
وَعُصبَةٍ مَحبوكَه
She came in a gown like a feather
She came in a dress like feathers
and a tightly woven headband.
And a braided headband
الحَبَّةُthe bead الخَضراءُgreen عَلىupon
الحَبَّةُ الخَضراءُ عَلى
وَجَناتِهاher cheeks مَسبوكَهcast
وَجَناتِها مَسبوكَه
The green bead upon
The green bead on
her cheeks is cast.
Her sculpted cheeks
وَالقامَةُand the figure السُمرُthe dusky spears أَغدَتrendered
وَالقامَةُ السُمرُ أَغدَت
بِكَثيبِهاby her dune-like mound مَنهوكَهexhausted
بِكَثيبِها مَنهوكَه
And her figure left the dusky spears
Her slender figure became
worn out by her dune-like mound.
Bent with her mound
وَلِحاظِهاand her glances قَدalready أَصبَحَتhave become
وَلِحاظِها قَد أَصبَحَت
فيin مُهجَتيmy heart's core مَشبوكَهentangled
في مُهجَتي مَشبوكَه
And her glances have become
And her pillow has become
entangled in my heart's core.
Entwined in my mind
وَمَدامِعيand my tears مِنfor أَجلِهاher sake
وَمَدامِعي مِن أَجلِها
مَعَwith نُطفَتيmy semen مَسفوكَهspilled
مَعَ نُطفَتي مَسفوكَه
And my tears, for her sake,
And my tears for her
are spilled along with my semen.
Are poured with my passion
شَبَّهتُI likened سَرَّتُهاher navel الَّتيwhich
شَبَّهتُ سَرَّتُها الَّتي
نَفسيmy soul بِهاby it مَهتوكَهravished
نَفسي بِها مَهتوكَه
I likened her navel, which
I compared her veil that
has left my soul ravished,
My soul is infatuated with
آثارُtraces كَعبٍa heel عَلِمَتshe knew
آثارُ كَعبٍ عَلِمَت
فيin كَسبِهِhis oilcake مَدموكَهpressed down
في كَسبِهِ مَدموكَه
to heelprints she knew,
To the traces of anklets I knew
pressed into his oilcake.
Were made to be worn
فيماin what يَليهاlies below it قُبَّةٌa dome
فيما يَليها قُبَّةٌ
مِنof حَلبَةٍfenugreek مَفروكَهcrumbled
مِن حَلبَةٍ مَفروكَه
Below it lies a dome
Below it a dome
of crumbled fenugreek.
Of a wondrous creation