شَرخُthe prime of الشَبابِyouth بِحُبِّكُمin loving you أَفنَيتُهُI exhausted it
شَرخُ الشَبابِ بِحُبِّكُم أَفنَيتُهُ
وَالعُمرُand life مِنbecause of كَلفيmy ardent passion بِكُمfor you قَضِيَّتُهُI spent it
وَالعُمرُ مِن كَلفي بِكُم قَضِيَّتُهُ
The prime of youth I spent in loving you.
The springtime of my youth for love of you I've spent,
And I spent my life in ardent passion for you.
And my life from hardship with you has passed away.
وَأَناand I الَّذيthe one who لَوif مَرَّpassed بيby me مِنfrom نَحوِكُمyour direction
وَأَنا الَّذي لَو مَرَّ بي مِن نَحوِكُم
داعٍa caller وَكُنتُand I were بِحفرَتيin my grave لَبَّيتُهُI would answer him
داعٍ وَكُنتُ بِحفرَتي لَبَّيتُهُ
And I am one who, should there pass by me from your direction
I, who if I had passed by your home calling you,
A caller, would answer him, even were I in my grave.
Though in my grave, would have replied.
قالواthey said أَحَبيبُكَis your beloved فيin التَجَنّيunjust mistreatment مُسرِفٌexcessive
قالوا أَحَبيبُكَ في التَجَنّي مُسرِفٌ
قاسٍharsh عَلىtoward العُشّاقِlovers قُلتُI said فَدَيتُهُmay I be his ransom
قاسٍ عَلى العُشّاقِ قُلتُ فَدَيتُهُ
They said, 'Is your beloved excessive in unjust cruelty,
They said, "Your lover is excessive in affection,"
Harsh toward lovers?' I said, 'May I be his ransom!'
And cruel to lovers. I said, "Would that he were!"
أَأَرومُwould I seek مِنfrom كَلَفيmy ardent passion عَلَيهِfor him تَخَلُّصاًrelease
أَأَرومُ مِن كَلَفي عَلَيهِ تَخَلُّصاً
لاno وَالَّذيby Him whose بَطحاءgravelly plain of مَكَّةَMecca بيتُهُHis house
لا وَالَّذي بَطحاء مَكَّةَ بيتُهُ
Would I seek release from my passion for him?
Could I seek to escape from my hardship upon him?
No, by Him whose house is on Mecca's gravelly plain!
No, by He who made Mecca His house!
كَيفَhow التَعَرُّضُseeking للسُلُوُّfor forgetfulness وَحُبّكُمwhile love for you
كَيفَ التَعَرُّضُ للسُلُوُّ وَحُبّكُم
قِدماًlong ago بِأَيّامِwith the days of الحَياةِlife شريتُهُI bought it
قِدماً بِأَيّامِ الحَياةِ شريتُهُ
How could I seek forgetfulness, when love for you
How can I expose myself to oblivion and your love
I bought long ago with the days of my life?
When I bought it for life's days with my feet?
لِلَهِfor God (an exclamation) داءٌan illness فيin القُلوبِhearts بِحُبِّهِthrough love of him
لِلَهِ داءٌ في القُلوبِ بِحُبِّهِ
يَزدادُit increases نَقضاًin relapse كُلَّماwhenever داوَيتُهُI treat it
يَزدادُ نَقضاً كُلَّما داوَيتُهُ
God, what an illness in hearts from love of him!
God has an illness in hearts for love of Him
It flares up all the more whenever I treat it.
That grows worse the more I treat it.
Sol 6.1