أُهَوِّنُI make light of مَاwhat أَلْقىI suffer وَلَيْسَand it is not يَهُونُeasy to bear
أُهَوِّنُ مَا أَلْقى وَلَيْسَ يَهُونُ
إِذاwhen لاحَظَتْنِيwatched me مِنْbecause of هَوَاكَlove for you عُيونُeyes
إِذا لاحَظَتْنِي مِنْ هَوَاكَ عُيونُ
I make light of what I suffer, though it is no light thing,
I downplay what I face though it's not light
when eyes watch me because of my love for you.
When your eyes glance at me, they ignite
لَئِنْeven if قَطَعَsevered الوَاشُونَthe talebearers مَاwhat كانَwas بَيْنَنَاbetween us
لَئِنْ قَطَعَ الوَاشُونَ مَا كانَ بَيْنَنَا
فَحَظُّكَthen your share مِنْof قَلْبِيmy heart عَلَيْكَfor you مَصُونُkept safe
فَحَظُّكَ مِنْ قَلْبِي عَلَيْكَ مَصُونُ
Even if the talebearers sever what was between us,
Though the spy cut ties between you and I
then your share of my heart is kept safe for you.
Your place in my heart will never die
وَإِنْand if رُمْتُI sought كِتْمانَconcealment الهَوىlove نَطَقَتْspoke بِهِof it
وَإِنْ رُمْتُ كِتْمانَ الهَوى نَطَقَتْ بِهِ
بَوَادِرُsudden bursts دَمْعٍtears سُحْبُهُنَّtheir clouds جُفُونُeyelids
بَوَادِرُ دَمْعٍ سُحْبُهُنَّ جُفُونُ
And if I seek to conceal my love, it is spoken of by
If I try to conceal this love and remain mum
sudden bursts of tears, whose clouds are eyelids.
Tears will flow, exposing what's overcome
أَهُونُI grow lowly إِذاwhen مَاemphatic particle عَزَّis exalted مَنْthe one who أَناI عَبْدُهُhis slave
أَهُونُ إِذا مَا عَزَّ مَنْ أَنا عَبْدُهُ
وَمَاand that which عَزَّgrows severe فِيهِin it الخَطْبُadversity لَيْسَis not يَهُونُeasy to bear
وَمَا عَزَّ فِيهِ الخَطْبُ لَيْسَ يَهُونُ
I grow lowly when the one whose slave I am is exalted;
It seems light when my Master I can please
yet a plight in which adversity grows grave is no light thing.
But nothing's light when destiny's decrees
Sol 6.1