عجبHow strange! ماwhat لخليwith my beloved يماطلhe keeps delaying محبهhis lover
عجب ما لخلي يماطل محبه
ويعلمand he knows سقميmy illness ويبخلand he is miserly بطبهwith his remedy
ويعلم سقمي ويبخل بطبه
How strange! Why does my beloved keep his lover waiting?
How strange is my beloved's procrastination of love
He knows my sickness, yet withholds his remedy.
He knows my sickness yet is stingy with the cure
ألاAh! ماwhat لقلبيwith my heart جنبerred فيهover it غضبهhis anger
ألا ما لقلبي جنب فيه غضبه
إذاif كانit was جانبat fault فكيفthen how شاwill أقولI speak بهabout it
إذا كان جانب فكيف شا أقول به
Ah, what has my heart done to incur his anger?
Why does my heart harbor his anger
If it is at fault, what shall I say about it?
When he's my companion, how can I speak ill of him?
حرامهshame on him! حرامهshame on him! قتلنيkilled me ظلامهhis injustice
حرامه حرامه قتلني ظلامه
وكلفنيand he made me أشربI drink صويفيpure (diminutive) المدامهthe wine
وكلفني أشرب صويفي المدامه
Shame on him, shame on him! His injustice has killed me.
His abandonment, his abandonment has killed me, his darkness
And he made me drink the pure wine.
And burdened me to drink the wine of separation
علامهwhy? تقولواyou all say هجرنيhe forsook me علامهwhy?
علامه تقولوا هجرني علامه
وقلبيand my heart المسكينthe poor one ايشwhat كانwas ذنبهits sin
وقلبي المسكين ايش كان ذنبه
Tell me, why has he forsaken me—why?
Why do you say he has deserted me, why?
And my poor heart—what was its sin?
While my poor heart, what was its crime?
إذاwhen أمسىentered evening تنفسsighed إذاwhen الليلthe night عسعسdrew on
إذا أمسى تنفس إذا الليل عسعس
إذاwhen النورthe light نسنسstirred gently وصبحيand my dawn تنفسbreathed
إذا النور نسنس وصبحي تنفس
When evening falls, it sighs; when night draws on,
When the evening sighs, when the night falls
When the light stirs softly and my dawn breathes,
When dawn whispers, my breath sighs
ذكرتI remembered أشنبsweet, white-toothed العسthe cup (his mouth) بعينيهin his two eyes نرجسnarcissus
ذكرت أشنب العس بعينيه نرجس
سفرجلquince سجنجلmirror كصدرهlike his chest وكعبهand his ankle
سفرجل سجنجل كصدره وكعبه
I remember the pearly-toothed one, with a cup-like mouth and narcissus in his eyes.
I remembered his hazel eyes like narcissus
Quince and mirror are like his chest and his ankle.
His leg a branch, his chest a hill
رويدكtake it gently بنفسكwith yourself حبيmy love واحذرand beware التيهpride
رويدك بنفسك حبي واحذر التيه
أتحرقwill you burn? قليبيmy little heart وحبكwhile your love سكنdwelt فيهin it
أتحرق قليبي وحبك سكن فيه
Be gentle with yourself, my love, and beware of pride.
Slow down my love, beware of going astray
Will you burn my little heart, though your love has settled within it?
You set my heart on fire, your love dwells within
إذاif أحرقتyou burned قلبيmy heart فمنthen who شاwill يداويهheal it
إذا أحرقت قلبي فمن شا يداويه
اليكto you انتهىcame to rest أمرهits affair وبعدهand its distance وقربهand its nearness
اليك انتهى أمره وبعده وقربه
If you burn my heart, who will heal it?
If you inflame my heart, who then can heal it?
With you rest its affairs, its distance and its nearness.
To you has my soul gone, both far and near
عجبhow strange! للعواذلat the reproachers فماذاthen what يقولونdo they say
عجب للعواذل فماذا يقولون
ومنand whoever يحرمis denied الحبّlove لاno شكdoubt مغبونcheated
ومن يحرم الحبّ لا شك مغبون
I marvel at the reproachers—what are they saying?
How strange are the flirts, what can they say?
And whoever is denied love is surely cheated.
Those who forbid love are surely misguided
يرومونthey want أسلوI cease loving بعيدfar off ماwhat يرومونthey want
يرومون أسلو بعيد ما يرومون
يخلونlet them leave قلبيmy heart يدبرهgoverns it ربهits lord
يخلون قلبي يدبره ربه
They want me to cease loving; far beyond reach is what they want.
They aspire to a distant goal, but they will not reach it
Let them leave my heart alone; its lord will guide it.
They leave my heart for its Lord to arrange
Sol 6.1