بِروحيwith my soul أَسمَراًa dusky beloved كَالمسكlike musk لَوناًin color
بِروحي أَسمَراً كَالمسك لَوناً
وَطيباًand in fragrance قَدindeed تَمكّنhas taken hold مِنof فُؤاديmy heart
وَطيباً قَد تَمكّن مِن فُؤادي
I would give my soul for a dusky beloved, like musk in color
With my soul dark as musk in its hue
and fragrance, who has taken hold of my heart.
And as sweet, it has filled my heart through and through
يعيَّرنيreproaches me العَذولthe faultfinder بِهِfor him اِفتِراءًslanderously
يعيَّرني العَذول بِهِ اِفتِراءً
وَهَلand is ...? مسكٌmusk يعيَّرُreproached بِالسَوادِfor blackness
وَهَل مسكٌ يعيَّرُ بِالسَوادِ
The faultfinder reproaches me for him, slanderously;
The jealous chide me, accusing of lies
and is musk reproached for its blackness?
Yet musk in its darkness, who ever decries?