وَمَاand not أَبْقَىhave left الهَوىlove وَالشَّوْقُand longing مِنِّيof me
وَمَا أَبْقَى الهَوى وَالشَّوْقُ مِنِّي
سِوىexcept رُوحٍa soul ترَدّدُmoves to and fro فيin خيَالِa phantom
سِوى رُوحٍ ترَدّدُ في خيَالِ
Love and longing have left nothing of me
And love and longing have left nothing of me
but my soul, flickering within a phantom.
But a soul flitting within a phantom.
خَفِيتُI became hidden عَنِfrom النَّوائِبِcalamities أَنْthat تَرانيthey see me
خَفِيتُ عَنِ النَّوائِبِ أَنْ تَراني
كأنَّas though الرُّوحَthe soul مِنِّيof me فيin مُحَالِthe impossible
كأنَّ الرُّوحَ مِنِّي في مُحَالِ
I grew too hidden for calamities to see me,
I have grown too faint for calamities to see me,
as though the soul within me dwelt in the impossible.
As though my soul dwelt in the impossible.
Sol 6.1