تَرَكَتْناshe left us بِطيبِهاwith her sweetness إِذْwhen تَغَنَّتْshe sang
تَرَكَتْنا بِطيبِها إِذْ تَغَنَّتْ
شَغَفٌpassion بَيْنَbetween أَنَّةٍa moan ونَحَيبِand sobbing
شَغَفٌ بَيْنَ أَنَّةٍ ونَحَيبِ
Her sweetness as she sang left us
She left us with her sweetness when she sang
consumed with passion, between a moan and sobbing.
A passion between softness and sorrow
طِبَّةٌskilled بِالغِناءِin singing فَهيso she is لأَسْقاfor the ailments (word continues)
طِبَّةٌ بِالغِناءِ فَهي لأَسْقا
مِcompletion of 'ailments' النُّدامىthe drinking companions لَطافَةًin gentleness كَالطَّبيبِlike a physician
مِ النُّدامى لَطافَةً كَالطَّبيبِ
Skilled in song, she is, for the ailments
A beauty in song, so she gives water
of drinking companions, like a physician in her gentleness.
To the remorseful, a kindness like the doctor's
أَلِفَتْهاgrew fond of her القُلوبُthe hearts لَمّاwhen رَأَتْهاthey saw her
أَلِفَتْها القُلوبُ لَمّا رَأَتْها
صَاغَهاfashioned her اللهُGod مِنْfrom سَوادِthe blackness of القُلوبِhearts
صَاغَها اللهُ مِنْ سَوادِ القُلوبِ
Hearts grew fond of her when they saw her;
Hearts grew fond of her when they saw her
God fashioned her from the blackness of hearts.
God molded her from the essence of hearts
Sol 6.1