أَما تَرى الأَبرَميسَ مُضطَرِبا

أَما تَرى الأَبرَميسَ مُضطَرِبا

كَأَنَّهُ قَلبُ عاشِقٍ رَجِفِ

كَأَنَّهُ قَلبُ عاشِقٍ رَجِفِ

Do you not see the abramis fish quivering,

Behold the ducks, excited and trembling

As though it were the heart of a trembling lover?

As if they were the hearts of lovers trembling

لَمّا رَأَتهُ المِياهُ مُرتَدعِداً

لَمّا رَأَتهُ المِياهُ مُرتَدعِداً

فيها كَسَتهُ جَواشِنَ الصَدَفِ

فيها كَسَتهُ جَواشِنَ الصَدَفِ

When the waters saw it shivering

When the water saw them hesitating therein

Within them, they clothed it in breastplates of shell.

It opened for them the shells of oysters

فَظَلَّ مِن لِذَّةِ السُرورِ بِها

فَظَلَّ مِن لِذَّةِ السُرورِ بِها

يَفتَحُ مِنهُ مَواضِعُ الشَنَفِ

يَفتَحُ مِنهُ مَواضِعُ الشَنَفِ

So, in the pleasure of its joy in them, it kept

So they remained in the bliss of joy with it

Opening the places on itself where ear-pendants would hang.

Opening from it places of yearning