أَذَكَرتَنيyou reminded me سالِفَbygone العَيشِlife الَّذيthat طاباwas sweet
أَذَكَرتَني سالِفَ العَيشِ الَّذي طابا
ياoh لَيتَif only غائِبَwhat has vanished ذاكَthat العَهدِtime قَدalready آباreturned
يا لَيتَ غائِبَ ذاكَ العَهدِ قَد آبا
You reminded me of the bygone life that was sweet.
You reminded me of the happy life of old
Oh, if only those vanished days had returned!
Oh, if only that bygone era would return
إِذwhen نَحنُwe فيin رَوضَةٍa garden لِلوَصلِfor union نَعَّمَهاmade it lush
إِذ نَحنُ في رَوضَةٍ لِلوَصلِ نَعَّمَها
مِنَof السُرورِjoy غَمامٌa cloud فَوقَهاabove it صاباpoured down
مِنَ السُرورِ غَمامٌ فَوقَها صابا
When we were in a garden of union, made lush
When we were in a garden enjoying its pleasures
By a cloud of joy that poured down over it.
With clouds of joy hovering over it
إِنّيindeed I لَأَعجَبُtruly marvel مِنat شَوقٍa longing يُطاوِلُنيpersists with me
إِنّي لَأَعجَبُ مِن شَوقٍ يُطاوِلُني
فَكُلَّماfor whenever قيلَit was said فيهِof it قَدalready قَضىdied ثاباreturned
فَكُلَّما قيلَ فيهِ قَد قَضى ثابا
I marvel indeed at a longing that will not leave me:
I'm amazed by a longing that persists in me
For whenever it is said to have died, it returns.
No matter how often it's said it's fulfilled
كَمhow many a نَظرَةٍglance لَكَof yours فيin عَينيmy eye عَلِمتَyou learned بِهاthrough it
كَم نَظرَةٍ لَكَ في عَيني عَلِمتَ بِها
يَومَon the day الزِيارَةِof the visit أَنَّthat القَلبَthe heart قَدalready ذاباmelted
يَومَ الزِيارَةِ أَنَّ القَلبَ قَد ذابا
How many a glance of yours into my eyes showed you
How many glances I stole which let you know
On the day of the visit that my heart had melted.
On visit days my heart had melted away
قَلبٌa heart يُطيلُprolongs مَقاماتيmy stays لِطاعَتِكُمfor obeying you
قَلبٌ يُطيلُ مَقاماتي لِطاعَتِكُم
فَإِنyet if أُكَلِّفهُI bid it عَنكُمaway from you سَلوَةًforgetfulness يابىit refuses
فَإِن أُكَلِّفهُ عَنكُم سَلوَةً يابى
A heart that prolongs my stays in obedience to you;
A heart that lingers in obeying you
Yet if I bid it forget you, it refuses.
If I task it to forget you it refuses
ماnot تَوبَتيmy repentance بِنَصوحٍsincere مِنfrom مَحَبَّتِكُمlove for you
ما تَوبَتي بِنَصوحٍ مِن مَحَبَّتِكُم
لاmay ... not عَذَّبَtorment اللَهُGod إِلّاexcept عاشِقاًa lover تاباrepented
لا عَذَّبَ اللَهُ إِلّا عاشِقاً تابا
My repentance for loving you is not sincere;
My repentance with weeping from loving you
May God torment none but a lover who repents!
God torment no lover who's repented
Sol 6.1