أَفديهِI would ransom him مَعسولhoney-sweet الرضابsaliva قَدِindeed اِكتَسىhas donned
أَفديهِ مَعسول الرضاب قَدِ اِكتَسى
حللَrobes النَعيمof bliss فَطابَso became sweet فيهِin him شَقائيmy suffering
حللَ النَعيم فَطابَ فيهِ شَقائي
I would ransom him, whose saliva is honeyed; he has donned
the robes of bliss, so my suffering for him has grown sweet.
ذوpossessor of مُقلةan eye زَرقاءblue سحرthe magic of جُفونِهاits eyelids
ذو مُقلة زَرقاء سحر جُفونِها
يَدَعleaves الحَليمthe levelheaded man يَهيمwanders deliriously بِالسَوداءِwith melancholy (black bile)
يَدَع الحَليم يَهيم بِالسَوداءِ
His eye is blue; the magic of its eyelids
leaves the levelheaded delirious with black melancholy.
Translation model: Sol 6.1