فَتَّقَتshe unpicked بِالهَجرِthrough estrangement دُروزَseams الهَوىlove
فَتَّقَت بِالهَجرِ دُروزَ الهَوى
إِذwhen وَخَّزَتنيpricked me اِبرَةَneedle الصَدِّrejection
إِذ وَخَّزَتني اِبرَةَ الصَدِّ
She unpicked love's seams through estrangement,
The pearls of love scattered when separation's needle pricked me,
when rejection's needle pricked me.
My heart stumbles in the folds of its pants from the tightness of grief,
فَالقَلبُso the heart مِنfrom ضيقِtightness سَراويلِهِits trousers
فَالقَلبُ مِن ضيقِ سَراويلِهِ
يَعثُرُstumbles بيwith me فيin تِكَّةِdrawstring الجُهدِstrain
يَعثُرُ بي في تِكَّةِ الجُهدِ
So the heart, from the tightness of its trousers,
You have wronged me, O the tall cypress tree of vows,
trips me up on the drawstring of strain.
My eyes are connected to you, their buttons fastened,
جَشَمَتنيburdened me ياO طيلَسانُmantle النَوىseparation
جَشَمَتني يا طيلَسانُ النَوى
مِنكَfrom you عَلىupon شوزَكتيmy shoulder وَجديmy longing
مِنكَ عَلى شوزَكتي وَجدي
Separation has made me bear, O mantle,
With the thread of tears upon my cheek,
my longing for you upon my shoulder.
O opener of my heart's chest, O its closer,
أَزرارُbuttons عَينيmy eye فيكَto you مَوصولَةfastened
أَزرارُ عَيني فيكَ مَوصولَة
بِعُروَةِby the buttonhole الدَمعِtears عَلىupon خَدّيmy cheek
بِعُروَةِ الدَمعِ عَلى خَدّي
My eye's buttons are fastened to you
Remembrance has hurt me with the promise,
by the buttonhole of tears upon my cheek.
The scissors of separation have cut off what it used to promise of union,
ياO كَستَبانُthimble القَلبِthe heart ياO زيقَهits collar
يا كَستَبانُ القَلبِ يا زيقَه
عَذبنيtormented me التِذكارُremembrance بِالوَعدِof the promise
عَذبني التِذكارُ بِالوَعدِ
O thimble of the heart, O its collar,
O breath of my soul, O its conclusion,
remembrance of the promise tormented me.
I have no alternative to your union,
قَدalready قَصَّsevered ماwhat يَعهَدُknows مِنof وَصلِهِits union
قَد قَصَّ ما يَعهَدُ مِن وَصلِهِ
مِقراضُshears بَينَparting مُرهَفُkeen الحَدِّthe edge
مِقراضُ بَينَ مُرهَفُ الحَدِّ
What it knows of its union has already been severed
O comforter of my happiness, O pocket of my life,
by parting's keen-edged shears.
You have slipped away from my covenant.
ياO حَجزَةَwaistband النَفسِthe soul وَياand O ذيلُهاits hem
يا حَجزَةَ النَفسِ وَيا ذيلُها
ماno ليfor me مِنfrom وَصلِكَunion with you مِنany بدalternative
ما لي مِن وَصلِكَ مِن بد
O waistband of the soul, and O its hem,
I have no alternative to union with you.
وَياand O جَربانُcollar سُروريmy joy وَياand O
وَيا جَربانُ سُروري وَيا
جَيبُneck-opening حَياتيmy life حَلَّتshe came loose عَنfrom عَهديmy pledge
جَيبُ حَياتي حَلَّت عَن عَهدي
And O collar of my joy, and O
neck-opening of my life—she has come loose from my pledge.
Partial English translation: 12 of 16 Arabic lines translated.
Sol 6.1