سَأُحِبُّI will love أَعدائيmy enemies لِأَنَّكِbecause you are مِنهُمُamong them
سَأُحِبُّ أَعدائي لِأَنَّكِ مِنهُمُ
ياO مَنone who يُصِحُّheals بِمُقلَتَيهِwith his two eyes وَيُسقِمُand sickens
يا مَن يُصِحُّ بِمُقلَتَيهِ وَيُسقِمُ
I will love my enemies because you are among them.
I will love my enemies, for you are one of them
O you whose eyes heal and sicken.
O you who moans with pleasure, yet sickens me
أَصبَحتَyou have become تُسخِطُنيyou anger me فَأَمنَحُكَso I grant you الرِضىgoodwill
أَصبَحتَ تُسخِطُني فَأَمنَحُكَ الرِضى
مَحضاًunalloyed وَتَظلِمُنيand you wrong me فَلاso not أَتَظَلَّمُI complain of injustice
مَحضاً وَتَظلِمُني فَلا أَتَظَلَّمُ
You now anger me, yet I grant you goodwill,
You’ve made me angry, so I give you peace
Unalloyed; you wrong me, yet I do not complain.
Purely, though you wrong me, I shall not protest
ياO مَنone whose تَآلَفَjoined in harmony لَيلُهُhis night وَنَهارُهُand his day
يا مَن تَآلَفَ لَيلُهُ وَنَهارُهُ
فَالحُسنُfor beauty بَينَهُماbetween them both مُضيءٌradiant مُظلِمُdark
فَالحُسنُ بَينَهُما مُضيءٌ مُظلِمُ
O you whose night and day have joined in harmony,
O you whose night and day have become one
For beauty between them is radiant and dark.
So beauty and darkness exist together
قَدindeed كانَwas فيin شَكوىlamenting الصَبابَةِpassionate longing راحَةٌsolace
قَد كانَ في شَكوى الصَبابَةِ راحَةٌ
لَوif أَنَّنيthat I أَشكوI complain إِلىto مَنone who يَرحَمُshows mercy
لَو أَنَّني أَشكو إِلى مَن يَرحَمُ
There would have been solace in lamenting love's longing,
To vent youthful passion brought some respite
If I were to complain to one who shows mercy.
If only I could complain to one who understands
Sol 6.1