إليكَto You عَزَفْتُI turned away عَنfrom خَلَجاتِthe stirrings of نَفْسيmy soul
إليكَ عَزَفْتُ عَن خَلَجاتِ نَفْسي
وتُبْتُand I repented إليكَto You مِنfrom طُغيانِthe transgression of جِنسيmy kind
وتُبْتُ إليكَ مِن طُغيانِ جِنسي
To You I turned, away from the stirrings of my soul.
To you I played the tunes of my soul's turmoil
And I repented to You of the transgression of my kind.
And repented to you from my gender's tyranny
ولازَمْتُand I clung to الرَّجاءَhope وبِتُّand I spent the night أَخشىI fear
ولازَمْتُ الرَّجاءَ وبِتُّ أَخشى
عِتابَكَYour reproach أوor حِسابَكَYour reckoning عِندَat رَمْسِيmy grave
عِتابَكَ أو حِسابَكَ عِندَ رَمْسِي
And I clung to hope and spent the night fearing
And held onto hope and spent nights fearful
Your reproach or Your reckoning at my grave.
Of your rebuke or judgement at my demise
وأنتَand You إذاwhen دَجاgrew dark بِالإثْمِwith sin قَلبيmy heart
وأنتَ إذا دَجا بِالإثْمِ قَلبي
تُنِيرُYou illuminate بَصِيرتيmy inner sight وتُبِيدُand You eradicate نَحْسيmy misfortune
تُنِيرُ بَصِيرتي وتُبِيدُ نَحْسي
And You, when my heart grows dark with sin,
And when my heart is shrouded with sin
Illuminate my inner sight and banish my misfortune.
You enlighten my insight and eliminate my ill-fate
وأنتَand You المُسْتَعانُthe One whose help is sought علىagainst هُموميmy worries
وأنتَ المُسْتَعانُ على هُمومي
وأنتَand You اليومَtoday ليfor me وغَدِيand my tomorrow وأَمْسيand my yesterday
وأنتَ اليومَ لي وغَدِي وأَمْسي
And You are the One whose help I seek against my worries.
You're the one I seek aid from against my worries
And You are my today, my tomorrow, and my yesterday.
You're my today, tomorrow and yesterday
أَهِيمُI wander in love صَبابَةًin yearning وأَذُوبُand I melt وَجْدًاwith passion
أَهِيمُ صَبابَةً وأَذُوبُ وَجْدًا
إليكَto You، وكمand how greatly أَخافُI fear جُمُوحَthe unruliness of نَفْسيmy soul
إليكَ، وكم أَخافُ جُمُوحَ نَفْسي
I wander in yearning and melt with passion
I obsess and melt in ecstasy, longing for you
For You—and how I fear my soul's unruliness!
Yet I fear the recklessness of my own soul
أَفِرُّI flee إليكَto You أَهْرُبُI escape مِنfrom دِياريmy homeland
أَفِرُّ إليكَ أَهْرُبُ مِن دِياري
ومِنand from أَهليmy family ومِنand from وَهْمِيmy delusion وحَدْسِيand my intuition
ومِن أَهلي ومِن وَهْمِي وحَدْسِي
I flee to You, escaping from my homeland,
I flee to you, escaping from my home
And from my family, and from my delusion and my intuition,
And my family, my delusions and intuitions
إلىto دارٍan abode أراكَI see You بهin it عَفُوًّاever-pardoning
إلى دارٍ أراكَ به عَفُوًّا
غَفُورًاever-forgiving كلَّall زَلَّاتيmy lapses ورِجْسِيand my impurity
غَفُورًا كلَّ زَلَّاتي ورِجْسِي
To an abode where I see You as ever-pardoning,
To a house where I see you forgiving
Forgiving all my lapses and my impurity.
All my mistakes and impurities as the Most Forgiving
أُحِبُّكَI love You أنتَYou تعلمُYou know سرَّthe secret of قلبيmy heart
أُحِبُّكَ أنتَ تعلمُ سرَّ قلبي
وأنتَand You لِجُرحِfor the wound of شَكْوَايَmy lament المُؤَسِّيthe healer
وأنتَ لِجُرحِ شَكْوَايَ المُؤَسِّي
I love You; You know the secret of my heart.
You know the secret of my heart that I love you
And You are the healer of my lament's wound.
And you're the healer of my sorrowful grievance
وأنتَand You تَرَىYou see وتَسْمَعُand You hear هَمْسَthe whisper of رُوحيmy soul
وأنتَ تَرَى وتَسْمَعُ هَمْسَ رُوحي
ووَسواسيand my obsessive doubts وأوهاميand my delusions وحَدسيand my intuition
ووَسواسي وأوهامي وحَدسي
And You see and hear my soul's whisper,
You see and hear the whispers of my soul
And my obsessive doubts, and my delusions, and my intuition.
And my obsessions, imaginations and hunches
فكمfor how often عافَيْتَنيYou restored me to health، وشَفَيْتَand You healed دائيmy illness
فكم عافَيْتَني، وشَفَيْتَ دائي
وكمand how often أَبْدَلْتَنيYou gave me in exchange يُسْرًاease بِبُؤْسيin place of my misery
وكم أَبْدَلْتَني يُسْرًا بِبُؤْسي
For how often You have restored me to health and cured my illness!
So how much you've pardoned me, and cured my pain
And how often You have given me ease in place of my misery!
And replaced my misery with ease so many times
Sol 6.1