لا وَالَّذي يُزهى بِهِ مِن طَرفِهِ

لا وَالَّذي يُزهى بِهِ مِن طَرفِهِ

مَن لِلفُتورِ طَرائِفٌ مِن طَرفِهِ

مَن لِلفُتورِ طَرائِفٌ مِن طَرفِهِ

No, by that in his gaze in which he takes pride—

By Him who adorns Himself with glances from His eyes,

he whose gaze yields rare wonders of languor—

The indifferent one has alluring glances from His eyes,

لا حُلتُ عَنهُ وَإِن غَدَوتُ كَخَصرِهِ

لا حُلتُ عَنهُ وَإِن غَدَوتُ كَخَصرِهِ

وَلَو أَن ما أَلقاهُ مِنهُ كَرِدفِهِ

وَلَو أَن ما أَلقاهُ مِنهُ كَرِدفِهِ

never shall I turn away from him, even if I grow as slender as his waist,

I can never leave Him even if I were to become like His waist,

and even if what I suffer from him is as heavy as his rump.

Even if I received from Him what he casts from His shoulder.