شَفىcured مَوتُكَyour death الحسّادُthe envious مِنّيof me وَالعِداand the foes
شَفى مَوتُكَ الحسّادُ مِنّي وَالعِدا
وَلكِنand yet نَسونيthey forgot me فَاِستَرَحتُso I found rest أَنthat اِرعَوَواthey desisted
وَلكِن نَسوني فَاِستَرَحتُ أَن اِرعَوَوا
Your death relieved the envious and my enemies of me.
Your death cured the envious and my foes of me.
Your death has cured me of envy and malice
Your death has cured the enviers and enemies of me,
But they forgot me, and I found peace in their having come to their senses.
But they forgot me, so I was relieved that they desisted.
Yet they forget me, so I find relief from their herding
But they have forgotten me, and I found relief that they desisted.
وَكُنتُand I used to إِذاwhenever أَقبَلتُI approached مَدّواthey stretched عُيونهمtheir eyes
وَكُنتُ إِذا أَقبَلتُ مَدّوا عُيونهم
وَإِنand if قالَتِsaid الدُنياthe world لنَجميto my star أَنِرshine! عوواthey howled
وَإِن قالَتِ الدُنيا لنَجمي أَنِر عووا
Whenever I appeared, they strained their eyes toward me;
And whenever I approached, they would strain their eyes.
Whenever I set out, they stretch their eyes
Yet I was such that whenever I approached, they would stretch their eyes,
and if the world told my star, “Shine,” they howled.
And if the world said to my star, "Shine!" they howled.
And if the world told my star: "Shine!" - they would say "Blind him!"
And if the world said to my star, "Shine!", they would howl.
Sol 6.1