أَباO father of بِشرBishr فَقَدتُI have lost لَذيذَthe sweetness of عَيشيmy life
أَبا بِشر فَقَدتُ لَذيذَ عَيشي
بِفَقديthrough my loss of طِيبَthe joy of عِشرَتِكَyour companionship الرَضِيّهpleasant
بِفَقدي طِيبَ عِشرَتِكَ الرَضِيّه
O Abu Bishr, I have lost the sweetness of my life,
in losing the joy of your pleasant companionship.
قَضىsentenced دَهرٌtime بِتَفريقِto separation عَلَيناupon us
قَضى دَهرٌ بِتَفريقِ عَلَينا
خُؤونٌtreacherous شَأنُهُits wont جورُthe injustice of القَضيّهthe judgment
خُؤونٌ شَأنُهُ جورُ القَضيّه
Time has sentenced us to separation—
treacherous, its wont is unjust judgment.
دَجتgrew dark أَيّامُناour days مُذsince غِبتَyou went away عَنّاfrom us
دَجت أَيّامُنا مُذ غِبتَ عَنّا
وَكانَتand they were مِنكَthrough you مُشرِقَةًradiant مُضِيّهbright
وَكانَت مِنكَ مُشرِقَةً مُضِيّه
Our days have darkened since you went away from us,
and through you they were radiant and bright.
Sol 6.1