هيهhey ياO غصنbough تمايلswaying بالدلالwith coy grace
هيه يا غصن تمايل بالدلال
ماnot تخافyou fear الكسرbreaking لاwhen هبblows الهبوبthe wind
ما تخاف الكسر لا هب الهبوب
Hey, bough, swaying with coy grace,
Sway, oh branch, with grace
Do you not fear breaking when the wind blows?
Fear not breaking, nor gusts of wind
وماand not تخافyou fear اللهGod وتسعىand strive بالعدالwith fairness
وما تخاف الله وتسعى بالعدال
انصفgrant justice to منagainst لحاظglances عينيكyour eyes القلوبthe hearts
انصف من لحاظ عينيك القلوب
And will you not fear God and strive for fairness?
Fear not God, but seek justice
Grant the hearts justice against the glances of your eyes.
Be fair to all hearts in your gaze
لاuntil متىwhen ذبحkilling العربthe people عندكin your view حلالlawful
لا متى ذبح العرب عندك حلال
تابتhas repented العالمeveryone متىwhen عينكyour eye تتوبrepents
تابت العالم متى عينك تتوب
How long will killing people be lawful in your eyes?
When Arabs slaughter, it's not lawful to you
Everyone has repented; when will your eye repent?
When your eyes repent, the world repents
ميرbut قلبيmy heart ياO لغضيthe tender beloved بيعهselling it محالimpossible
مير قلبي يا لغضي بيعه محال
ماnot أقدرI can أعطيI give لوeven if تبيyou want منيfrom me ذنوبa share (a bucketful)
ما أقدر أعطي لو تبي مني ذنوب
But my heart, O tender beloved, cannot be sold.
Pass by, my heart, selling it is impossible
I cannot give it, even if you ask me for a share.
I cannot give, even if you want my sins
أشهدI testify إنكthat you بالحلىin beauty فقتyou surpassed الخيالimagination
أشهد إنك بالحلى فقت الخيال
وعيبand a flaw حسنكyour beauty كانif فيin حسنكyour beauty عيوبflaws
وعيب حسنك كان في حسنك عيوب
I testify that in beauty you have surpassed imagination.
I bear witness your beauty surpasses fantasy
And your beauty is your flaw—if your beauty has any flaws.
The flaw in your beauty was in your beauty a merit
شارقةrising فيin طلعتكyour countenance شمسsun الجمالbeauty
شارقة في طلعتك شمس الجمال
وجامعand gathering فيin ضحكتكyour smile كلall محبوبthat is loved
وجامع في ضحكتك كل محبوب
The sun of beauty rises in your countenance.
The sun of beauty rises in your cheek
And in your smile you gather all that is loved.
And the beloved's every lover laughs in your smile
الخملthe shortcoming فينيin me اناI ماnot بكin you خمالany shortcoming
الخمل فيني انا ما بك خمال
مشملٍheading north نوّكyour raincloud .. واناwhile I نوّيmy raincloud جنوبsouth
مشملٍ نوّك .. وانا نوّي جنوب
The fault lies in me; there is no fault in you.
The defect is me, not your coquetry
Your raincloud heads north, while mine heads south.
You straighten your bending, while I bend my erectness
Sol 6.1