تبّاًdamnation لحرفكَupon your word فيin الهوىlove ماhow أعجَمَهinarticulate it is!
تبّاً لحرفكَ في الهوى ما أعجَمَه
وكأنّand as though صدركyour breast للغياهبِto the depths of darkness أسلَمهْsurrendered it
وكأنّ صدرك للغياهبِ أسلَمهْ
Damn your word in love—how inarticulate it is!
Damn your letters in love, how ambiguous they are
As though your breast had surrendered it to the depths of darkness.
As if your chest surrendered them to the darknesses
تبّاًdamnation لصوتكupon your voice كيفhow يحتدمُseethes المدىthe expanse
تبّاً لصوتك كيف يحتدمُ المدى
شوقاًwith longing ويخفيand conceals بعدafter ذاكthat تتيّمهits infatuation
شوقاً ويخفي بعد ذاك تتيّمه
Damn your voice—how the expanse seethes
Damn your voice, how the horizon rages
with longing, and afterward conceals its infatuation.
With longing, then after that hides its orphanhood
تباًdamnation لقلبكupon your heart يالقلبكoh, your heart! ماnot ارعوىdesisted
تباً لقلبك يالقلبك ما ارعوى
عنfrom قمعِsuppressing ثوراتuprisings الضلوعthe ribs المغرمةlovestruck
عن قمعِ ثورات الضلوع المغرمة
Damn your heart—oh, that heart of yours! It has not desisted
Damn your heart, O your heart, how fearful
from suppressing the uprisings of the lovestruck ribs.
Of suppressing the revolts of the infatuated ribs
ياO أظلمmost unjust العشّاقthe lovers حسبكenough for you! .. هلquestion marker أناI
يا أظلم العشّاق حسبك .. هل أنا
إلاanything but الشعوبthe peoples وأنتand you قهرthe tyranny of الأنظمةthe regimes
إلا الشعوب وأنت قهر الأنظمة
O most unjust of lovers, enough! Am I
O darkest of lovers, enough .. am I
anything but the peoples, and you the tyranny of regimes?
Other than the nations while you are the tyranny of regimes
Sol 6.1