كلevery ماtime that أقفيتI turned away . . نادانيhe called me تعالcome
كل ما أقفيت . . ناداني تعال
وكلand every ماtime that أقبلتI approached عزّمhe resolved بالرحيلon leaving
وكل ما أقبلت عزّم بالرحيل
Whenever I turned away, he called to me, “Come.”
Wherever I turned, it called me, "Come!"
And whenever I approached, he resolved to leave.
And whenever I went forward, it was determined to depart.
وكلand every ماtime that أجنبتI headed south واعدنيhe arranged to meet me شمالnorth
وكل ما أجنبت واعدني شمال
ياO أهلpeople of الحبlove ضيعتI lost الدليلthe guide
يا أهل الحب ضيعت الدليل
And whenever I headed south, he arranged to meet me in the north.
And everything I gained promised me loss.
O lovers, I have lost my guide.
O people of love, I have lost my way!
الحقيقةreality غدتbecame مثلlike الخيالfantasy
الحقيقة غدت مثل الخيال
هوhe عدوّيmy enemy . . وهوand he أغلىdearest خليلclose friend
هو عدوّي . . وهو أغلى خليل
Reality has become like fantasy.
Reality has become like a dream.
He is my enemy, and he is my dearest friend.
He is my enemy...and my dearest friend.
شفتI saw أناI الظلمcruelty منfrom بعضsome الدلالcoyness
شفت أنا الظلم من بعض الدلال
يجرحit wounds القلبthe heart لوeven if كانهit is جميلbeautiful
يجرح القلب لو كانه جميل
I have seen cruelty in certain kinds of coyness.
I have seen injustice from some guides
It wounds the heart, even if it is beautiful.
That wounds the heart, even if it is beautiful.
أشهدI bear witness إنthat الهوىlove ماnot بهin it عدالfairness
أشهد إن الهوى ما به عدال
هوhe خليmy beloved . . وأناand I قلبيmy heart عليلailing
هو خلي . . وأنا قلبي عليل
I bear witness: there is no fairness in love.
I bear witness that love has no justice.
He is my beloved, and my heart is ailing.
He is a friend...and my heart is sick.
وكلand every ماtime that قلتI said لهto him ياO ابنson of الحلالlawful wedlock
وكل ما قلت له يا ابن الحلال
المحبةlove عطاgiving . . وانتand you بخيلmiserly
المحبة عطا . . وانت بخيل
And whenever I said to him, “Good man,
And everything I said to him, "O son of virtue!"
Love is giving, and you are miserly,”
Love is a gift...and you are stingy.
التفتhe turned ليto me وهوand he عجلin a hurry وقالand said
التفت لي وهو عجل وقال
لذةdelight الحبlove فيin الشيthe thing القليلlittle
لذة الحب في الشي القليل
He turned to me in haste and said,
He turned to me, hasty, and said,
“Love’s delight lies in what little there is.”
"The pleasure of love is in little things."
Sol 6.1