فَياso, O بَعلَhusband of لَيلىLayla كَمhow often وَكَمand how often بِأَذاتِهاby hurting her
فَيا بَعلَ لَيلى كَم وَكَم بِأَذاتِها
عَدِمتُكَmay I be rid of you مِنas a بَعلٍhusband تُطيلُyou prolong أَذاتيmy pain
عَدِمتُكَ مِن بَعلٍ تُطيلُ أَذاتي
O husband of Layla, how often—how often, through the pain you cause her—
So, O Layla’s husband, how often, how often, by hurting her,
damn you as a husband!—you prolong my own anguish.
You prolong my pain—may I be rid of you, husband!
بِنَفسيwith my life as ransom حَبيبٌa beloved حالَstood in the way بابُكَyour door دونَهُbarring access to him
بِنَفسي حَبيبٌ حالَ بابُكَ دونَهُ
تَقَطَّعُtear apart نَفسيmy soul إِثرَهُin his wake حَسَراتيmy sorrows
تَقَطَّعُ نَفسي إِثرَهُ حَسَراتي
My life be ransom for the beloved whom your door has barred;
I would give my life for a beloved whom your door has kept from me.
my soul is torn apart in his wake with all my bitter regrets.
My sorrows tear my soul apart in that beloved’s wake.
Sol 6.1