روحيmy soul لأسرارfor the secrets of الرؤىthe visions عطشىthirsty
روحي لأسرار الرؤى عطشى
أخشىI fear معارجهاtheir stairways ولاand not أخشىI fear
أخشى معارجها ولا أخشى
My soul thirsts for the secrets of visions.
My soul thirsts for the secrets of visions
I fear their stairways, yet I do not fear.
I fear their ascent yet fear not
إنif ردنيreturns me قلقيmy anxiety إلىto قلقيmy anxiety
إن ردني قلقي إلى قلقي
يغشىveils الهوىlove فيin القلبthe heart ماwhat يغشىveils
يغشى الهوى في القلب ما يغشى
If my anxiety returns me to my anxiety,
If my anxiety returns me to my anxiety
Love veils what it veils within the heart.
Passion overwhelms what overwhelms the heart
عشقيmy passion يكبلنيfetters me ويطلقنيand sets me free
عشقي يكبلني ويطلقني
أخفيهI hide it لاnot يُخفىis hidden ولايُفشىand is not divulged
أخفيه لا يُخفى ولايُفشى
My passion fetters me and sets me free.
My love shackles me and sets me free
I hide it; it is not hidden, nor is it divulged.
I conceal it, it's concealed yet not divulged
فأهيمso I wander فيin أسرارsecrets خافيتيmy hidden self
فأهيم في أسرار خافيتي
علَّperhaps الرؤىthe visions منfrom غيبهاtheir unseen realm تنشىemerge
علَّ الرؤى من غيبها تنشى
So I wander in the secrets of my hidden self.
So I wander in the secrets of my hidden self
Perhaps the visions will emerge from their unseen realm.
Perhaps visions will sprout from their unseen world
ياO منthe one who لهfor him أسعىI strive وبيand in me دنفlovesickness
يا من له أسعى وبي دنف
نقّشّetched الهوىlove فيwithin أضلعيmy ribs نقشاan engraving
نقّشّ الهوى في أضلعي نقشا
O you for whom I strive, while I am lovesick,
O you to whom I hasten while languishing
Love has etched a pattern within my ribs.
Passion has engraved in my ribs an engraving
يلقيcasts سكينتهits serenity علىupon فزعيmy terror
يلقي سكينته على فزعي
ويعدand prepares ليfor me نحوtoward المدىthe horizon ممشىa path
ويعد لي نحو المدى ممشى
It casts its serenity upon my terror,
Casting its tranquility over my panic
And prepares a path for me toward the horizon.
And promising me a journey into the distance
يمتدextends فيin نزعاتimpulses مضطربيmy turmoil
يمتد في نزعات مضطربي
والنفسand the soul تنبشdigs up نشوتيmy ecstasy نبشاa digging
والنفس تنبش نشوتي نبشا
It stretches through the impulses of my turmoil,
Extending in my turbulent impulses
And the soul digs up my ecstasy.
As the soul excavates my bliss excavating
فأخالso I imagine أنيthat I تهتlost my way عنaway from سببيmy reason
فأخال أني تهت عن سببي
والريحand the wind تحملcarries للرؤىfor the visions نعشاa bier
والريح تحمل للرؤى نعشا
So I imagine that I have strayed from my reason,
I imagine I have lost my purpose
And the wind carries a bier for the visions.
And the wind carries for visions a bier
فإذاthen suddenly نوافذهits windows تعانقنيembrace me
فإذا نوافذه تعانقني
وترشنيand sprinkle me منfrom نورهits light رشّاa sprinkling
وترشني من نوره رشّا
Then, suddenly, its windows embrace me,
Then its windows embrace me
And shower me with its light.
And sprinkle me with its light sprinkling
فكأننيso it is as though I عمياءa blind woman مبصرةseeing
فكأنني عمياء مبصرة
وكأنماand as though حلمthe dream of الرؤىthe visions أعشىnight-blind
وكأنما حلم الرؤى أعشى
So it is as though I were a blind woman who sees,
It's as if I'm a blind seer
And as though the dream of visions were night-blind.
And the dream of visions made me sightless
Sol 6.1