قَلبٌa heart تَكَوَّنwas formed مِنfrom ضَرمblazing fire
قَلبٌ تَكَوَّن مِن ضَرم
وَمَدامعand tearful eyes تَحكيresemble الديمsteady rains
وَمَدامع تَحكي الديم
A heart fashioned from blazing fire,
A heart formed of anguish
and weeping eyes that mimic steady rains;
And tears that tell of blood
أَبَداًforever يورسstains yellow وَكفهاtheir dripping
أَبَداً يورس وَكفها
جسماًa body تَجسَّمtook bodily form مِنfrom سَقمsickness
جسماً تَجسَّم مِن سَقم
their dripping forever stains yellow
Her hands forever shackled
a body that took shape from sickness.
A body embodied by torment
وَأَناand I الفِداءthe ransom لَجائِرfor one unjust
وَأَنا الفِداء لَجائِر
فيin حُكمِهِhis judgment لَماwhen حَكَمhe judged
في حُكمِهِ لَما حَكَم
And I would give my life for one unjust
And I am the sacrifice for the tyrant
in his judgment when he passed sentence.
In his unjust rule when he ruled
أَجفانُهُhis eyelids تَصميstrike dead القُلوhearts (continued)
أَجفانُهُ تَصمي القُلو
بcompletion of “hearts” وَنطقهُand his speech يُحييrevives الرِمَمdecayed bones
ب وَنطقهُ يُحيي الرِمَم
His eyelids strike hearts dead,
His eyelids deafen hearts
and his speech revives decayed bones.
And his words revive decay
ياah بئسhow evil ماwhat فَعلdid الغَراpassion (continued)
يا بئس ما فَعل الغَرا
مcompletion of “passion” وَوَيحُهُand alas for it مَنwho ذاis it that ظلمdid wrong
م وَوَيحُهُ مَن ذا ظلم
Ah, how evil is what passion has done,
Oh how dreadful the deeds of the unchaste one
and alas for it! Who has done wrong
And woe to him, who could bear such injustice?
بَنّاto us فَلاso no وَاللَهُby God ماnot
بَنّا فَلا وَاللَهُ ما
خَدَشmarred النَوىseparation رَعيthe keeping الذِمَمof pledges
خَدَش النَوى رَعي الذِمَم
to us? No, by God, never
By God we did not, we did not
has separation marred the keeping of pledges.
Graze the blossoms, shepherd of sins
Sol 6.1