خضَبَتْshe dyed يديْهاher hands لونthe color of فاحِمهاher coal-black hair فماand not
خضَبَتْ يديْها لون فاحِمها فما
نقصdiminished البياضُthe whiteness ملاحةًin charm بلrather زاداincreased
نقص البياضُ ملاحةً بل زادا
She dyed her hands the color of her coal-black hair, yet
Her hands were dyed a bright red hue
She dyed her hands a charcoal hue, and so
Their whiteness lost no charm; rather, it gained more.
Yet the whiteness lost no radiance, but rather gained
The whiteness lost no loveliness, but gained.
ماwhat بالis the matter with شيبيmy gray hair تُنكرينَyou disapprove of خِضابَهits dyeing
ما بال شيبي تُنكرينَ خِضابَه
وأراكand I see you صابغةَdyeing البياضِthe whiteness سواداblack
وأراك صابغةَ البياضِ سوادا
Why do you object to dyeing my gray hair,
Why do you deny the dyeing of my grey hair
Why do you censure the dyeing of my grey hair,
When I see you dyeing whiteness black?
When I see you turn white to black?
When I see you dyeing whiteness black?
قالتshe said نجيعُكyour fresh blood فيon يديَّmy hands وإنَّماand only
قالت نجيعُك في يديَّ وإنَّما
بدّلتُهI changed it أسفاًout of grief عليكfor you حِداداinto mourning black
بدّلتُه أسفاً عليك حِدادا
She said, 'Your fresh blood is on my hands; I merely
She said: “Your weeping is in my hands,
She said, "Your lifeblood lies upon my hands, and I"
Changed it to mourning black out of grief for you.'
I changed its color only in mourning for you.”
"Have turned it, grieving you, into mourning garb."
Sol 6.1