حَدِيقَةُa garden ياسَمِينٍof jasmine لاnot
حَدِيقَةُ ياسَمِينٍ لا
تَهِيمُare enamored بِغَيْرِهاof anything other than it الْحَدَقُthe eyes
تَهِيمُ بِغَيْرِها الْحَدَقُ
A garden of jasmine—no
A garden of jasmine, her gaze is fixed
eyes are enamored of any other.
On none but herself when the clouds weep
إِذَاwhen جَفْنُthe eyelid of الغَمَامِthe clouds بَكَىwept
إِذَا جَفْنُ الغَمَامِ بَكَى
تَبَسَّمَsmiled ثَغْرُهاits mouth اليَقَقُpure-white
تَبَسَّمَ ثَغْرُها اليَقَقُ
When the clouds’ eyelid weeps,
Her buds smile though with cheeks still wet
its pure-white mouth smiles,
Like hands of a new moon at dusk gently set
كأَطْرَافِlike the tips of الأَهِلَّةِthe crescent moons ساflowed (word begins here)
كأَطْرَافِ الأَهِلَّةِ سا
لَ(completes the word ‘flowed’) فِيin أثْنائِهاits folds الشَّفَقُthe twilight glow
لَ فِي أثْنائِها الشَّفَقُ
like the tips of crescent moons; there flows
through its folds the twilight glow.
Partial English translation: 4 of 6 Arabic lines translated.