سموت لها والليل في قبضة الفجر

سموت لها والليل في قبضة الفجر

وقبلت صبح الفرق في ظلمة الشعر

وقبلت صبح الفرق في ظلمة الشعر

I rose toward her while night was in dawn's grasp,

I soared for her while night was in dawn's grasp

And kissed the dawn of her hair's parting amid the darkness of her hair.

And kissed the morn that cleft the locks' darkness

وقلت وقد طال العتاب على اللمى

وقلت وقد طال العتاب على اللمى

حصلت على شيءٍ ألذ من الخمر

حصلت على شيءٍ ألذ من الخمر

And I said, as reproach lingered long upon her dusky lips:

And said, when blame on the loved one grew long,

"I have gained something more delightful than wine."

"I've gained a thing more sweet than any wine!"

وأيقنت لما راض دمعي جماحها

وأيقنت لما راض دمعي جماحها

بأن دموع العين فاتحة السحر

بأن دموع العين فاتحة السحر

And I became certain, when my tears tamed her defiance,

And when my tears' wings folded at her will

That the eye's tears are the prelude to enchantment.

I knew tears' outflow is enchantment's key