وَبِيِand I am smitten with مَائِسٌa swaying beloved لَوْلاَwere it not for بَنَفْسَجُthe violet خَالِهِhis mole
وَبِيِ مَائِسٌ لَوْلاَ بَنَفْسَجُ خَالِهِ
وَآسُand the myrtle عِذَارَيْهِhis two sideburns وَوَرْدُand the roses خُدُودِهِhis cheeks
وَآسُ عِذَارَيْهِ وَوَرْدُ خُدُودِهِ
And I am smitten with a swaying beloved—but for the violet of his mole,
and the myrtle of his sideburns and the roses of his cheeks,
لَمَاwould not have هَامَyearned passionately قَلْبِيmy heart بِالْعَقِيقِfor al-Aqiq وَبَانِهِand its bān trees
لَمَا هَامَ قَلْبِي بِالْعَقِيقِ وَبَانِهِ
وَلاَnor ضَلَّstrayed طَرْفِيmy gaze فِيin الحِمَىal-Hima (the protected pasture) وَزَرُودِهِand its Zarud
وَلاَ ضَلَّ طَرْفِي فِي الحِمَى وَزَرُودِهِ
my heart would not have yearned for al-Aqiq and its bān trees,
nor would my gaze have strayed in al-Hima and its Zarud.
Translation model: Sol 6.1