أَماis there not لِعَذلِto the reproach of العَذولِthe reproacher مِنany آخِرْend
أَما لِعَذلِ العَذولِ مِن آخِرْ
وَلاnor عَلَيهِover him إِنif لَجَّhe persists obstinately مِنany حاجِرْrestrainer
وَلا عَلَيهِ إِن لَجَّ مِن حاجِرْ
Is there no end to the reproacher’s reproach,
Is there no end to the blamer's blame?
Nor anyone to restrain him if he persists?
Let him find fault; I shall not care.
ياO ساحِراًenchanter لاnot يَنالُhe obtains بِغيَتَهُhis desire
يا ساحِراً لا يَنالُ بِغيَتَهُ
مِنّيfrom me وَهَيهاتَand how far off يُفلِحُsucceeds الساحِرْthe enchanter
مِنّي وَهَيهاتَ يُفلِحُ الساحِرْ
O enchanter who cannot obtain his desire
O sorcerer, you'll never attain your wish,
From me—how far the enchanter is from success!
for this you will never achieve, O sorcerer.
أَبلَغُmost eloquent أَهلِthe people of الغَرامِpassionate love فيهِfor him أَناI
أَبلَغُ أَهلِ الغَرامِ فيهِ أَنا
القَلبُthe heart وَالجَفنُand the eyelid ناظِمٌa composer of verse ناثِرْa scatterer
القَلبُ وَالجَفنُ ناظِمٌ ناثِرْ
I am the most eloquent of those enamored of him:
I have reached the utmost in passion for him;
My heart composes verse; my eyelid scatters.
my heart composes, my eyelids shed tears.
مُقتَسَمٌdivided بَينَamid لَوعَةٍburning anguish تَرَكَتhas left
مُقتَسَمٌ بَينَ لَوعَةٍ تَرَكَت
سِرّيmy secret وَدَمعيand my tears كَماas تَرىyou see سائِرْflowing
سِرّي وَدَمعي كَما تَرى سائِرْ
I am torn amid a burning anguish that has left
Divided between the anguish that left
My secret and my tears, as you see, flowing.
my secret and my tears flowing, as you see.
Sol 6.1