كأنها حين تخطو في تأودها

كأنها حين تخطو في تأودها

قضيب نرجسةٍ في الروض مياس

قضيب نرجسةٍ في الروض مياس

When she steps with her supple sway, she is like

As if, when she walks in her languor,

As though, when stepping with her supple grace,

A narcissus stem swaying in the garden.

She is a narcissus wand in the garden.

She were a narcissus bough swaying gently in the meadow;

كأنما خلدها في قلب عاشقها

كأنما خلدها في قلب عاشقها

ففيه من وقعها خطر ووسواس

ففيه من وقعها خطر ووسواس

It is as though her mind were in her lover's heart,

As if her image in her lover's heart

As if she dwells forever in the heart of her lover,

For her footfalls stir within it passing thoughts and whispers.

Stirs perilous passion and restless care.

Where her footsteps stir sweet peril and whispered longings;

كأنما مشيها مشي الحمامة لا

كأنما مشيها مشي الحمامة لا

كد يعاب ولا بطء به باس

كد يعاب ولا بطء به باس

Her walk is like the walk of a dove, with no

As if her gait is the gait of a dove,

As if her gait were the soft tread of a dove,

Strain to be faulted, nor slowness to find fault with.

Beyond reproach, not too fast, not too slow.

Neither marred by hurried strain nor faulted for delay.