كَتَبتُI wrote اِسمَهاher name فيon راحَتيmy palm وَلَثَمتُهُand I kissed it
كَتَبتُ اِسمَها في راحَتي وَلَثَمتُهُ
أُقَبِّلُهُI kiss it طَوراًat times وَطَوراًand at times أُعاتِبُهI reproach it
أُقَبِّلُهُ طَوراً وَطَوراً أُعاتِبُه
I wrote her name on my palm and kissed it.
I wrote her name on my palm and kissed it
At times I kiss it, and at times I reproach it.
I kiss it now and then, and blame it
يُذَكِّرُنيreminds me الفِردَوسَParadise ريحُthe scent كِتابِهِhis letter
يُذَكِّرُني الفِردَوسَ ريحُ كِتابِهِ
وَقَدand indeed كُنتُI had been حيناًfor a time قَبلَbefore ذاكَthat أُكاتِبُهcorresponding with him
وَقَد كُنتُ حيناً قَبلَ ذاكَ أُكاتِبُه
The scent of his letter reminds me of Paradise.
The scent of her letter reminds me of paradise
And I had been corresponding with him for a time before that.
Though once before that I was corresponding with her
Sol 6.1