وَجَمرَةُ الوَجنَةِ ذَا

وَجَمرَةُ الوَجنَةِ ذَا

تُ لَهَبٍ فِي بَدَنِ

تُ لَهَبٍ فِي بَدَنِ

And the ember of the cheek, bearing

The embers of passion with

A flame within the body;

Their burning flames in my body

ودُرُّ ثَغرِكَ وَمَا

ودُرُّ ثَغرِكَ وَمَا

لِدُرِّهِ مِن ثَمَنِ

لِدُرِّهِ مِن ثَمَنِ

And the pearls of your mouth—there is no

And the pearls of your mouth, though

Price for its pearls;

Those pearls have no price

وَغُصنُ قَدِّكَ الذِي

وَغُصنُ قَدِّكَ الذِي

منه الصُّدودَ أجتَني

منه الصُّدودَ أجتَني

And the branch of your stature, from which

And the branch of your stature that

I harvest aversion;

Has brought me ecstasy

وَعارِضٌ من أَجلِه

وَعارِضٌ من أَجلِه

قد مَسَّنِي مَا مَسَّنِي

قد مَسَّنِي مَا مَسَّنِي

And a downy cheek, for whose sake

And a glance for which

What has befallen me has indeed befallen me;

I was touched by what has touched me

وليلُ طُرَّةٍ وصُب

وليلُ طُرَّةٍ وصُب

حُ غُرَّةٍ في قَرَنِ

حُ غُرَّةٍ في قَرَنِ

And the night of a forelock, and the

And the night of a flock and the dawn

Dawn of a radiant brow, yoked together.

Of a cave in the meadows

ما لِبَناتِ الرُّومِ زُر

ما لِبَناتِ الرُّومِ زُر

قَ اللَّحظِ زُهرَ المَرنِ

قَ اللَّحظِ زُهرَ المَرنِ

Neither the daughters of Rome, blue-

The Roman girls have not

eyed and fair of nose,

The radiance of your eyes, glow of coral

ولا لِفَصٍّ أَزرَقِ ال

ولا لِفَصٍّ أَزرَقِ ال

لََونِ كريمِ المَعدِنِ

لََونِ كريمِ المَعدِنِ

Nor a gemstone, blue in

Nor does the blue chrysocolla

Color, of noble substance,

Of sublime essence

ولا لِعَينَي أجدَلٍ

ولا لِعَينَي أجدَلٍ

يا فِتنَةَ المُفتِنِ

يا فِتنَةَ المُفتِنِ

Nor the two eyes of a falcon,

Nor, oh seducer of hearts

O temptation of the tempter,

Do your fawn-like eyes

ولا فِرِندٍ صارِمٍ

ولا فِرِندٍ صارِمٍ

عَضبٍ سليلِ اليَمَنِ

عَضبٍ سليلِ اليَمَنِ

Nor the watered sheen of a cutting sword,

Nor a sharp sword of Yemen

Keen-edged, a scion of Yemen,

Wroth and angry

وَلاَ لِمَوجَةٍ صَفَت

وَلاَ لِمَوجَةٍ صَفَت

ولا سَمَاءِ وَطَني

ولا سَمَاءِ وَطَني

Nor a wave grown clear,

Nor a wave that has passed

Nor the sky of my homeland,

Nor the sky of my country

زُرقةُ عَينَيكَ الَّتي

زُرقةُ عَينَيكَ الَّتي

بِها تَزيدُ مِحَني

بِها تَزيدُ مِحَني

Have the blue of your eyes, through which

The blueness of your eyes with

My afflictions grow.

Which you increase my troubles

لا تَرنُ نحوي بِهِمَا

لا تَرنُ نحوي بِهِمَا

فَإِنَّني فَإِنَّني

فَإِنَّني فَإِنَّني

Do not gaze toward me with them both,

Do not glance at me with them

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