كَتَمتُI concealed الهَوىlove يَومَon the day of النَوىparting فَتَرَفَّعتthen rose
كَتَمتُ الهَوى يَومَ النَوى فَتَرَفَّعت
بِهِbecause of it زَفَراتٌsighs ماnot بِهِنَّin them خَفاءُconcealment
بِهِ زَفَراتٌ ما بِهِنَّ خَفاءُ
I concealed my love on the day of parting, but there rose
I concealed my love the day we parted
sighs because of it, undisguised.
Though sighs betray what I try to hide
يَكَدنَthey nearly يُقَطِّعنَthey tear apart الحَيازيمَthe ribs كُلَّماwhenever
يَكَدنَ يُقَطِّعنَ الحَيازيمَ كُلَّما
تَمَطَّتstretched out بِهِنَّthrough them الزَفرَةُthe sigh الصُعداءُdeep-drawn
تَمَطَّت بِهِنَّ الزَفرَةُ الصُعداءُ
They nearly tear my ribs apart whenever
Each time a sigh escapes, it seems
the deep-drawn sigh stretches through them.
To tear my soul, though I have tried
Sol 6.1