ظَبيٌa gazelle مِنfrom among العربِthe Arabs سَبَاcaptured مُهجَتِيmy soul
ظَبيٌ مِن العربِ سَبَا مُهجَتِي
بِوفرةٍwith locks of hair تُشرِقُshine فَوقabove الجَبِينthe brow
بِوفرةٍ تُشرِقُ فَوق الجَبِين
A gazelle from among the Arabs has captured my soul,
with locks that shine above his brow.
قَدindeed كَثَبinscribed (apparently intended as كَتَبَ) الحُسنbeauty عَلَىupon خَدّهhis cheek
قَد كَثَب الحُسن عَلَى خَدّه
إنَّاindeed We فَتَحنَاWe have granted لَكto you فَتحاًa victory مُبِينmanifest
إنَّا فَتَحنَا لَك فَتحاً مُبِين
Beauty has inscribed upon his cheek:
“Indeed, We have granted you a manifest victory.”
يُخَاطِبُhe addresses الكَاسthe cup عَلَىat رِفعَةٍa lofty height
يُخَاطِبُ الكَاس عَلَى رِفعَةٍ
كَأنَّهُas though he were مُوسَىMoses عَلَىupon طُورِMount سِينِينSinai
كَأنَّهُ مُوسَى عَلَى طُورِ سِينِين
He addresses the cup from on high,
as though he were Moses upon Mount Sinai.
إنif مِلتyou incline يَاO قَلبُheart إلَىtoward غَيرِهِanyone other than him
إن مِلت يَا قَلبُ إلَى غَيرِهِ
مَاnot أنتyou إلاَّexcept فِيin ضَلاَلٍerror مُبِينmanifest
مَا أنت إلاَّ فِي ضَلاَلٍ مُبِين
If you incline, O heart, toward anyone but him,
you are in nothing but manifest error.