جَاذَبَتْtugged at نَسْمَةُa breeze الصَّباحِof the morning رِدائيmy cloak
جَاذَبَتْ نَسْمَةُ الصَّباحِ رِدائي
عَبَثاًplayfully جَدَّgrew grave فيin الهوىlove مِنهُfrom it دَائيmy malady
عَبَثاً جَدَّ في الهوى مِنهُ دَائي
The morning breeze tugged at my cloak,
The morning breeze pulled at my cloak
playfully; from this my lovesickness grew grave.
In vain; my love is still filled with sorrow
وأَذاعَتْand it revealed سِرَّthe secret الرِّياضِof the gardens وَهَلْand can…? يُكْتَapparently 'be concealed' (first word fragment)
وأَذاعَتْ سِرَّ الرِّياضِ وَهَلْ يُكْتَ
سمُunclear continuation, apparently of 'be concealed' بَينَbetween النَّسِيمِthe breeze والآنَاءِand the hours
سمُ بَينَ النَّسِيمِ والآنَاءِ
And it revealed the gardens' secret—can it be
It spread the secret of the garden - could it be told
[concealed?] between the breeze and the hours?
Between the soft wind and the vessels?
بَاكَرَتْهاvisited them at dawn غَمامةٌa cloud شَقّتِtore open الجَيْthe robe's neckline (first word fragment)
بَاكَرَتْها غَمامةٌ شَقّتِ الجَيْ
بَcontinuation of 'neckline' وجَادَتْand poured forth بِدَمعةِwith a tear الثَّكْلاءِof the bereaved mother
بَ وجَادَتْ بِدَمعةِ الثَّكْلاءِ
A cloud visited them at dawn, tearing open
A small cloud split the mountains
its robe's neckline and shedding a bereaved mother's tear.
And brought forth the tear of a bereaved woman
فَثُغُورُso the mouths الكِمامِof the flower buds ذاتُpossessing ابتسامٍa smile
فَثُغُورُ الكِمامِ ذاتُ ابتسامٍ
وَجُفُونُand the eyelids الغَمامِof the clouds ذَاتُpossessing بُكاءِweeping
وَجُفُونُ الغَمامِ ذَاتُ بُكاءِ
So the mouths of the flower buds are smiling,
The smiles behind the veils
and the eyelids of the clouds are weeping.
And the crying from the eyes of the clouds
Sol 6.1