مَليحَةُlovely أَطلالِforms; outlines العَشِيّاتِthe evenings لَوif بَدَتshe appeared
مَليحَةُ أَطلالِ العَشِيّاتِ لَو بَدَت
لِوَحشٍto wild beasts شَرودٍskittish لَاِطمَأَنَّتwould surely become tranquil قُلوبُهاtheir hearts
لِوَحشٍ شَرودٍ لَاِطمَأَنَّت قُلوبُها
Lovely of form in the evenings—if she appeared
The ruins' beauty at dusk, had it appeared
To skittish wild beasts, their hearts would surely be at peace.
To hearts grown restless, would have calmed their fear
أَهابُكِI stand in awe of you إِجلالاًout of reverence وَماand not بِكِin you قُدرَةٌpower
أَهابُكِ إِجلالاً وَما بِكِ قُدرَةٌ
عَلَيَّover me وَلَكِنand yet مِلءُfullness عَينٍan eye حَبيبُهاits beloved
عَلَيَّ وَلَكِن مِلءُ عَينٍ حَبيبُها
I stand in awe of you out of reverence, though you have no power
I stand in awe of you, though you've no power
Over me; yet an eye is filled by its beloved.
O'er me, but my love's eyes with you are filled