تبخترَhe strutted فيin دميmy blood عشقاًas love
تبخترَ في دمي عشقاً
فياso, O ويليmy woe لماfor what ألقىI endure
فيا ويلي لما ألقى
He swaggered through my blood, in love;
He strutted through my blood as love.
ah, woe is me for what I endure.
So woe to me for what I endure!
أكلُّdo all العاشقينthe lovers لهمthey have
أكلُّ العاشقين لهم
قلوبٌhearts بالهوىfrom passion تشقىsuffer ؟
قلوبٌ بالهوى تشقى ؟
Do all lovers have
Do all lovers have
hearts that suffer because of love?
hearts that suffer from passion?
فماليthen what ails me? كلّماwhenever زارواthey visited
فمالي كلّما زاروا
فؤاديmy heart زادنيgave me more شوقاlonging !؟
فؤادي زادني شوقا !؟
Why is it that whenever they visit,
Then why, whenever they visit
my heart adds still more to my longing!?
my heart, does my longing grow!?
وماليand what ails me? لاnot أملّI tire اليومtoday
ومالي لا أملّ اليوم
منof أطيافهمtheir phantoms طرقاًnightly visits
من أطيافهم طرقاً
And why, today, do I not weary
And why do I not tire today
of their phantoms’ nightly visits?
of their phantoms’ nightly visits?
ألاAh! زدْincrease مدنفاًa lovesick person ألماًpain
ألا زدْ مدنفاً ألماً
وأحرزand win فيin الجوىlove’s anguish السبقاfirst place
وأحرز في الجوى السبقا
Now add pain to one already lovesick,
Ah, give a lovesick soul more pain,
and take the lead in consuming passion.
and win first place in love’s anguish.
Sol 6.1