الحُسنُbeauty جُزءٌa part مِنof وَجهِكَyour face الحَسَنِbeautiful
الحُسنُ جُزءٌ مِن وَجهِكَ الحَسَنِ
ياO قَمَراًa moon موفِياًrising high عَلىupon غُصُنِa bough
يا قَمَراً موفِياً عَلى غُصُنِ
Beauty is a part of your beautiful face.
Beauty is part of your beautiful face
O moon rising high upon a bough!
O moon fulfilling its promise on a branch
إِنif كُنتَyou are فيin الحُسنِbeauty واحِداًpeerless فَأَناthen I
إِن كُنتَ في الحُسنِ واحِداً فَأَنا
ياO واحِدَpeerless one الحُسنِbeauty واحِدُpeerless الحَزَنِsorrow
يا واحِدَ الحُسنِ واحِدُ الحَزَنِ
If you are peerless in beauty, then I—
If you are one in beauty, then I
O peerless one in beauty—am peerless in sorrow.
O sole one of beauty, sole one of sorrow
كُلُّevery سَقامٍsickness تَراهُyou see it فيin أَحَدٍanyone
كُلُّ سَقامٍ تَراهُ في أَحَدٍ
فَذاكَthen that فَرعٌa branch وَالأَصلُand the root فيin بَدَنيmy body
فَذاكَ فَرعٌ وَالأَصلُ في بَدَني
Every sickness you see in anyone—
Every illness you see in anyone
that is a branch; the root is in my body.
That is a branch, while the root is in my body
كَوامِنُhidden stirrings الحُبِّof love قَبلَbefore كَونِكَyour existence فيin
كَوامِنُ الحُبِّ قَبلَ كَونِكَ في
أَفئِدَةِthe hearts العاشِقينَof lovers لَمdid not تَكُنِexist
أَفئِدَةِ العاشِقينَ لَم تَكُنِ
Before you came to be, love's hidden stirrings in
Love's burgeoning before your being
the hearts of lovers did not exist.
In the hearts of lovers did not exist
Sol 6.1