بِفتورِ سطوةِ مُقلتيكا

بِفتورِ سطوةِ مُقلتيكا

وضياءِ زَهرةِ وَجنَتيكا

وضياءِ زَهرةِ وَجنَتيكا

By the languid power of your eyes,

With the languor of your eyelids' tyranny,

and the radiance of your cheeks’ bloom,

And the radiance of your cheek's flower,

وَبهاءِ وجهكَ والذي

وَبهاءِ وجهكَ والذي

بَذَلَ القلوبَ لناظِريكا

بَذَلَ القلوبَ لناظِريكا

and the splendor of your face, and by the One who

And the splendor of your face that

gave hearts freely to your eyes,

Offered hearts to your beholders,

إلا رثيتَ لمقلتينِ

إلا رثيتَ لمقلتينِ

اعتلتا شوقاً إليكا

اعتلتا شوقاً إليكا

will you not take pity on two eyes

Would you not lament two eyelids

grown ill with longing for you?

That straightened with yearning for you,

فبكاءُ طَرفِهما الذي

فبكاءُ طَرفِهما الذي

أفنَى دُموعَهما عَلَيكا

أفنَى دُموعَهما عَلَيكا

For the weeping of their gaze is what

So the weeping of their eyes that

has exhausted their tears over you.

Consumed their tears for you?