أَلقىcast فُؤاديmy heart فيinto أَواريmy blaze
أَلقى فُؤادي في أَواري
قَمرa moon سراهُhis night journey مِنfrom اسكدارÜsküdar
قَمر سراهُ مِن اسكدار
Into my blaze he cast my heart—
My heart I cast amidst the gloom
a moon who journeyed by night from Üsküdar.
Of a moon that shed its light from Skedar.
يَمضيpasses الدُجىthe night's darkness وَنَواظريand my eyes
يَمضي الدُجى وَنَواظري
فيin حُبِهِlove for him تَرعىwatch الذَراريthe stars
في حُبِهِ تَرعى الذَراري
The night passes, while my eyes,
The darkness passes, and my eyes
in love for him, watch the stars.
In his love graze upon the meadows.
وَاودand I wish لَوthat عَلقتmight cling بِذَيto the hem (first part)
وَاود لَو عَلقت بِذَي
لcompletion of 'hem' الوَعدthe promise مِنهُfrom him يَدthe hand اِنتِظاريof my waiting
ل الوَعد مِنهُ يَد اِنتِظاري
And I wish there might cling to the hem
I wish that I could grasp in my hand
of a promise from him the hand of my waiting.
The promise from him of my waiting.
يَجنيhe does wrong فَأَبدىso I offer العُذرthe excuse عَنfor
يَجني فَأَبدى العُذر عَن
هُhim وَلَيسَand he does not يَرضىaccept بِاِعتِذاريwith my apology
هُ وَلَيسَ يَرضى بِاِعتِذاري
He does wrong, so I offer excuses for
He reaps, so made excuses for
him, yet he will not accept my apology.
Himself, not pleased with my excuses.
أَتراهُdo you suppose he يَدريknows بِالَّذيof what
أَتراهُ يَدري بِالَّذي
قاسَيتُهُI endured it أَمor غَيرnot داريaware
قاسَيتُهُ أَم غَير داري
Does he, I wonder, know what
Does he know what I have endured?
I have endured, or is he unaware?
Or is he unaware of my plight?
أَشكوI complain of الظَماthirst أَبَداًforever وَماand water (first part)
أَشكو الظَما أَبَداً وَما
ءcompletion of 'water' الحُسنbeauty فيin خَديهِhis cheeks جاريflowing
ء الحُسن في خَديهِ جاري
I forever complain of thirst, while
I complain of thirst forever, yet
the water of beauty flows in his cheeks.
The water of beauty flows on his cheek.
أَغدوI become بِهِbecause of him حَيرانbewildered لاnot أَدI know (first part)
أَغدو بِهِ حَيران لا أَد
ريcompletion of 'I know' يَمينيmy right مِنfrom يَساريmy left
ري يَميني مِن يَساري
Because of him I grow bewildered; I cannot
Confused, with him I pass my days,
tell my right from my left.
Not knowing my right hand from my left.
ريمa gazelle أَبتrefused أَخلاقُهُhis nature
ريم أَبت أَخلاقُهُ
إِلّاexcept التَخَلُقtaking on a disposition بِالنَفارof skittishness
إِلّا التَخَلُق بِالنَفار
A gazelle whose nature would have
His manners refused but to wear
nothing but a skittish disposition.
The garment of aloofness.
فَعشقتهُso I loved him وَعَلَيهِand upon him مِنfrom
فَعشقتهُ وَعَلَيهِ مِن
دُونto the exclusion of الوَرىall mankind وَقعfell اِختِياريmy choice
دُون الوَرى وَقع اِختِياري
So I loved him; and upon him, over
So I loved him, and above all
all others, my choice fell.
The world he was my chosen one.
Sol 6.1