كَفىit is enough حَزَناًsorrow أَنّيthat I أَغيبُgo away وَلَيسَand there is not ليfor me
كَفى حَزَناً أَنّي أَغيبُ وَلَيسَ لي
سَبيلٌa way إِلىto تَوديعِكُمbidding you all farewell فَأُوَدِّعُso I may bid farewell
سَبيلٌ إِلى تَوديعِكُم فَأُوَدِّعُ
It is sorrow enough that I go away and have no
Enough is sorrow that I leave though I've not
way to take my leave of you, so that I might bid farewell.
A way for our farewell, my friends - farewell!
أَلاAh! لَيتَif only شِعريmy knowledge عَنabout مَليكيmy sovereign أَصابِرٌwill he be patient?
أَلا لَيتَ شِعري عَن مَليكي أَصابِرٌ
إِذاwhen غِبتُI am absent عَنهُfrom him أَمor يَرِقُّhe grows tender وَيَجزَعُand he becomes distraught
إِذا غِبتُ عَنهُ أَم يَرِقُّ وَيَجزَعُ
Ah, if only I knew: will my sovereign be patient
If only I knew: would my love patient be
when I am absent from him, or will he grow tender and distraught?
When I'm gone or would he grieve and despair?
تَلَفَّتُّI turned to look خَلفيbehind me حَيثُwhen لَمdid not تَبقَremain حيلَةٌa recourse
تَلَفَّتُّ خَلفي حَيثُ لَم تَبقَ حيلَةٌ
وَزَوَّدتُand I furnished عَينيmy eye نَظرَةًa glance وَهيَwhile it تَدمَعُsheds tears
وَزَوَّدتُ عَيني نَظرَةً وَهيَ تَدمَعُ
I turned to look behind me when no recourse remained,
I looked behind though no ruse remained,
and furnished my eye with a glance while it shed tears.
And let my eyes take one last tearful stare.
Sol 6.1