ياO عاذليmy reproacher .. ماnot تشوفyou see العينthe eye مشتاقةyearning
يا عاذلي .. ما تشوف العين مشتاقة
لولاwere it not for الحياmodesty جاوبتكI would answer you بدمعهاwith its tears الصافيclear
لولا الحيا جاوبتك بدمعها الصافي
O my reproacher, do you not see that my eye is yearning?
O you who blame me, don't you see the yearning in my eyes
Were it not for modesty, I would answer you with its clear tears.
If it weren't for my modesty, I would have answered you with their pure tears
عطنيgive me جلدendurance .. كانif تنخانيyou call on me علىto فراقهparting from him
عطني جلد .. كان تنخاني على فراقه
وديI wish اليwhen منconditional particle تركتهI have left him ماnot أشبحI look خلافيbehind me
ودي الي من تركته ما أشبح خلافي
Give me endurance, if you call on me to part from him.
Give me endurance, so I can endure the separation
I wish, when I leave him, I could keep from looking back.
For I who left him cannot find any other like him
لاحgleamed الجبينthe brow .. وجذبنيand drew me نوضthe flash براقهhis lightning
لاح الجبين .. وجذبني نوض براقه
حيثهfor he is ربيعيmy springtime .. ووردand the rose الخدthe cheek مصيافيmy summer retreat
حيثه ربيعي .. وورد الخد مصيافي
His brow gleamed, and the flash of his lightning drew me.
His forehead shone, and his bright smile pulled me in
For he is my springtime, and the rose of his cheek my summer retreat.
Where my springtime and the rose of my cheek prospered
والغصنand the branch لولاwere it not for المطرthe rain ماnot أخضرتturned green أوراقهits leaves
والغصن لولا المطر ما أخضرت أوراقه
ياoh كيفhow عشبgrass الوسمthe autumn rains يتركbe abandoned وينعافيand be spurned
يا كيف عشب الوسم يترك وينعافي
And without the rain, the branch's leaves would not have turned green.
And the branch, if not for the rain, would not have greened its leaves
Oh, how can the grass of the autumn rains be abandoned and spurned?
Oh how the branded grass can regrow and recover
Sol 6.1