لَمdid not يُبقِleave حُبُّكِlove for you لِلأَعداءِfor the enemies مِنout of حَسَدٍenvy
لَم يُبقِ حُبُّكِ لِلأَعداءِ مِن حَسَدٍ
ماwhat يَطلِبونَthey seek كَفاهُمُspared them حُبُّكِlove for you الطَلَباthe seeking
ما يَطلِبونَ كَفاهُمُ حُبُّكِ الطَلَبا
My love for you has left my enemies, in their envy,
Your love for enemies left no room for envy,
nothing to seek; my love for you has spared them the seeking.
What they seek, your love is enough to satisfy.
مَتىwhen أَنالُI attain الرِضىfavor مِمَّنfrom the one whom كَلِفتُI became enamored بِهِof him
مَتى أَنالُ الرِضى مِمَّن كَلِفتُ بِهِ
وَإِنand if شَكَوتُI complained إِلَيهِto him حُبَّهُlove for him غَضِباhe grew angry
وَإِن شَكَوتُ إِلَيهِ حُبَّهُ غَضِبا
When shall I win the favor of the one I am enamored of?
When will I be pleased with whom I'm entrusted,
And if I complain to him of my love for him, he grows angry.
If I complain of his love, it stirs his rage.
أَزدادُI grow فيin كُلِّevery يَومٍday مِنfrom نَوالِكُمُyour bounty
أَزدادُ في كُلِّ يَومٍ مِن نَوالِكُمُ
بُعداًdistance وَيَزدادُand grows قَلبيmy heart فيin الهَوىlove نَصَباweariness
بُعداً وَيَزدادُ قَلبي في الهَوى نَصَبا
From your bounty, each day I grow
Each day with your gifts I drift farther away,
farther away, and my heart grows wearier in love.
And my heart grows firmer in passion and fervor.
فَماso never بَكَيتُI wept لِيَومٍover a day مِنكِfrom you أَسخَطَنيangered me
فَما بَكَيتُ لِيَومٍ مِنكِ أَسخَطَني
إِلاexcept بَكَيتُI wept عَلَيهِover it بَعدَماafter ذَهَباit had passed
إِلا بَكَيتُ عَلَيهِ بَعدَما ذَهَبا
So never did I weep over a day you gave me that angered me
I've never wept for days you've displeased me,
without weeping for it after it had passed.
Save for weeping, once their moments have passed.
Sol 6.1