تَقولُshe says غَداةon the morning of البَينparting إِحدىone of نِسائِهِمtheir women
تَقولُ غَداة البَين إِحدى نِسائِهِم
ليَmine الكَبِدُthe liver الحرّىburning فَسِرso go وَلَكَand yours الصبَّرُpatience
ليَ الكَبِدُ الحرّى فَسِر وَلَكَ الصبَّرُ
At dawn of parting, one of their women says,
On the morning of parting, one of their women says:
“Mine is the burning heart; go—for patience is yours.”
“Mine is the burning liver; go, and yours is patience.”
وَقَدand indeed خَنَقَتهاhas choked her عَبرةٌa sob فَدموعُهاso her tears
وَقَد خَنَقَتها عَبرةٌ فَدموعُها
عَلىupon خَدّهاher cheek بيضٌwhite وَفيand at نَحرِهاher throat صُفرُyellow
عَلى خَدّها بيضٌ وَفي نَحرِها صُفرُ
A sob had caught in her throat, and her tears
And a sob has choked her, so her tears
were white upon her cheek, and yellow upon her breast.
are white upon her cheek and yellow at her throat.
Sol 6.1