إِذاwhen مَاemphatic particle أَتىcomes مِنfrom نَحوِthe direction of أَرضِكِyour land راكِبٌa rider
إِذا مَا أَتى مِن نَحوِ أَرضِكِ راكِبٌ
تَعَرَّضتُI seek him out واستَخبَرتُand ask for news والقَلبُand the heart مُوجَعُaching
تَعَرَّضتُ واستَخبَرتُ والقَلبُ مُوجَعُ
Whenever a rider comes from the direction of your land,
I seek him out and ask for news, my heart aching.
فَأَبداso I begin إِذاwhen استَخبَرتُI ask for news عَمداًdeliberately بِغَيرِهاwith someone other than her
فَأَبدا إِذا استَخبَرتُ عَمداً بِغَيرِها
ليَخفَىso that it stays hidden حَديثيmy talk والمُخادِعُand the deceiver يَخدَعُdeceives
ليَخفَى حَديثي والمُخادِعُ يَخدَعُ
So, when asking for news, I deliberately begin with someone other than her,
To keep my inquiry hidden—and the deceiver deceives.
وَأُخفِيand I conceal إِذاwhen استَخبَرتُI ask for news أَشياءَthings كارِهاًreluctantly
وَأُخفِي إِذا استَخبَرتُ أَشياءَ كارِهاً
وَفِيand in النَفسِthe soul حاجاتٌwishes إِلَيهاtoward them تَطَلَّعُit yearns
وَفِي النَفسِ حاجاتٌ إِلَيها تَطَلَّعُ
And when I inquire, I reluctantly conceal some things,
While within my soul are wishes it longs to fulfill.
فَسِرُّكِfor your secret عِنديwith me فِيin الفُؤادِthe heart مُكَتَّمٌclosely concealed
فَسِرُّكِ عِندي فِي الفُؤادِ مُكَتَّمٌ
تَضَمَّنَهُencloses it مِنّيof mine ضَميرٌan inner self وَأَضلُعُand ribs
تَضَمَّنَهُ مِنّي ضَميرٌ وَأَضلُعُ
For your secret is with me, closely concealed in my heart;
My inner self and ribs enclose it.
إِلَىto اللَهِGod أَشكُوI complain لاnot إِلىto الناسِthe people حاجَتيmy need
إِلَى اللَهِ أَشكُو لا إِلى الناسِ حاجَتي
وَلاand no بُدَّescape مِنfrom شَكوىthe complaint of حَبيبٍa lover يُرَوَّعُwho is frightened
وَلا بُدَّ مِن شَكوى حَبيبٍ يُرَوَّعُ
To God, not to people, I complain of my need,
And a frightened lover cannot help but complain.
أَلاoh فارحَميthen have mercy مَنthe one who قَدalready ذَهَبتِyou have gone بِعَقلِهِwith his reason
أَلا فارحَمي مَن قَد ذَهَبتِ بِعَقلِهِ
فَأَمسىso he became إِلَيكُمtoward you all خاشِعاًhumble يتَضَرَّعُhe pleads
فَأَمسى إِلَيكُم خاشِعاً يتَضَرَّعُ
Oh, have mercy on one whose reason you have taken away,
So he has become humble before you all, pleading.
أَياO قَلبُheart خَبِّرنيtell me وَلَستَand you are not بِصادِقيtruthful with me
أَيا قَلبُ خَبِّرني وَلَستَ بِصادِقي
إِذاif لَمnot تُنِلshe gives وَاستَأثَرَتand she keeps all to herself كَيفَhow تَصنَعُwill you act
إِذا لَم تُنِل وَاستَأثَرَت كَيفَ تَصنَعُ
O heart, tell me—though you are not truthful with me—
If she gives nothing and keeps all to herself, what will you do?
إِذاwhen قُلتُI say هَذاthis حينَthe time when أَسلوI forget my love ذَكَرتُهاI remember her
إِذا قُلتُ هَذا حينَ أَسلو ذَكَرتُها
فَظَلَّتso it continued لَهاfor her نَفسيmy soul تَتوقُlongs وَتَنزِعُand yearns
فَظَلَّت لَها نَفسي تَتوقُ وَتَنزِعُ
Whenever I say, 'This is the time to forget,' I remember her,
So my soul goes on longing and yearning for her.
Sol 6.1