إِلامَuntil when بابُكَyour door مَعقوداًfastened shut عَلىupon أَمَلٍa hope
إِلامَ بابُكَ مَعقوداً عَلى أَمَلٍ
وَراءَهُbehind it مِثلُlike ماءِwater المُزنِthe rainclouds مَحلولِunbound
وَراءَهُ مِثلُ ماءِ المُزنِ مَحلولِ
How long will your door stay barred upon a hope,
Why is your door locked against hope
Behind it, flowing free like water from rainclouds?
Behind it, the sweetness of rainwater dissolves
إِذاwhen أَتَيتُكَI come to you إِجلالاًout of reverence وَتَكرِمَةًand honor
إِذا أَتَيتُكَ إِجلالاً وَتَكرِمَةً
رَجَعتُI return أَحمِلُI carry بِرّاًgoodwill غَيرَnot مَقبولِaccepted
رَجَعتُ أَحمِلُ بِرّاً غَيرَ مَقبولِ
When I come to you out of reverence and honor,
When I come to you in reverence and honor
I return bearing goodwill unaccepted.
I return carrying kindness that is not accepted
فَاليَومَso today أَكسِبُI secure نَفسيfor myself نِيَّةًa destination قَذَفاًfar-off
فَاليَومَ أَكسِبُ نَفسي نِيَّةً قَذَفاً
عَنِaway from اِعتِلالٍmaking excuses عَلَيَّto me بِالأَباطيلِwith falsehoods
عَنِ اِعتِلالٍ عَلَيَّ بِالأَباطيلِ
So today I secure for myself a far-off destination,
So today I ready my soul to cast
Away from excuses offered me with falsehoods.
Away the illness that plagues me with delusions
فَإِنso if أَرَدتُكَI seek you عَرَّضتُI expose الرَسولَthe messenger لِماto what
فَإِن أَرَدتُكَ عَرَّضتُ الرَسولَ لِما
أَخشىI fear مِنَof الرَدِّthe rebuff وَاِستَأذَنتُand I ask leave مِنfrom ميلِa mile
أَخشى مِنَ الرَدِّ وَاِستَأذَنتُ مِن ميلِ
So if I seek you, I expose the messenger to what
If I wanted you, I would send a messenger for what
I fear—a rebuff—and ask leave from a mile away.
I fear in refusal, and ask leave from inclination
أَماdo ... not? تَرىyou see الغَيثَthe rain مَصبوباًpoured down عَلىupon كَبِدٍa liver
أَما تَرى الغَيثَ مَصبوباً عَلى كَبِدٍ
حَرّىparched مِنَof الأَرضِthe earth ذاتِpossessing العَرضِbreadth وَالطولِand length
حَرّى مِنَ الأَرضِ ذاتِ العَرضِ وَالطولِ
Do you not see the rain poured upon a liver,
Do you not see the rain pouring down on arid soil
Parched—the earth's, with its breadth and length?
Scorched by a land of breadth and length
وَالراحُand wine غَضبىangry عَلَيناwith us ماnot تُلِمُّit calls بِناon us
وَالراحُ غَضبى عَلَينا ما تُلِمُّ بِنا
فَاِشعَبso divert لَناfor us شُعبَةًa branch مِنfrom ذَلِكَthat النيلِthe Nile
فَاِشعَب لَنا شُعبَةً مِن ذَلِكَ النيلِ
And wine is angry with us; it does not call on us.
While the winds rage against us, blaming us
So divert for us a branch from that Nile.
So flow for us a stream from that Nile
Sol 6.1