أَشمَتِّyou made them gloat بيover me فيكِbecause of you العِداthe foes
أَشمَتِّ بي فيكِ العِدا
وَبَلَغتِand you reached مِنin ظُلميwronging me المَدىthe utmost
وَبَلَغتِ مِن ظُلمي المَدى
You made my foes gloat over me because of you,
My enemies rejoice at my plight,
and went to the utmost in wronging me.
And your tyranny has reached its height.
لَوif كانَit was يَملِكُit possessed فِديَةًa ransom
لَو كانَ يَملِكُ فِديَةً
مِنfrom حُبُّكِlove of you القَلبُthe heart افتَدىit would ransom itself
مِن حُبُّكِ القَلبُ افتَدى
If it possessed a ransom,
If my heart could pay ransom,
the heart would ransom itself from love of you.
It would buy freedom from your love outright.
كُنتِyou were الحَياةَlife لِعاشِقٍto a lover
كُنتِ الحَياةَ لِعاشِقٍ
مُذsince حُلتِyou changed أَيقَنَhe became certain بِالرَدىof death
مُذ حُلتِ أَيقَنَ بِالرَدى
You were life to a lover;
You were once life itself for a lover,
since you changed, he has been certain of death.
Since you turned your back, only death feels right.
لَمdid not يَسلُhe forgets عَنكِabout you وَلَوand even if سَلاhe forgot
لَم يَسلُ عَنكِ وَلَو سَلا
لَعَذَرتُهُI would have excused him فَبِكِfor with you افتَدىhe would ransom himself
لَعَذَرتُهُ فَبِكِ افتَدى
He has not forgotten you; and even if he had,
He never asked after you, but if he had,
I would have excused him, for he would have ransomed himself with you.
I'd make excuses, so with tears he might be put right.
ضَيَّعتِyou squandered عَهدَa covenant مَحَبَّةٍof love
ضَيَّعتِ عَهدَ مَحَبَّةٍ
كَالوَردِlike a rose سامَرَهُkept it company at night النَدىthe dew
كَالوَردِ سامَرَهُ النَدى
You squandered a covenant of love,
You broke a promise of love,
like a rose the dew kept company with at night.
Like dew that makes the rose wilt overnight.
أَينَwhere اِدِّعاؤُكِyour claim لِلوَفاءِto faithfulness
أَينَ اِدِّعاؤُكِ لِلوَفاءِ
وَماand what عَداturned aside مِمّاfrom what بَداappeared
وَما عَدا مِمّا بَدا
Where is your claim to faithfulness,
Where is your claim of faithfulness?
and what turned you from what you once showed?
It's nothing but lies, clearly in sight.
Sol 6.1