أَنْحَلنيmade me waste away حبُّكyour love ياO مُتْلِفيmy destroyer
أَنْحَلني حبُّك يا مُتْلِفي
وزادَنيand increased my wasting الشوقُlonging فلمso not أَعْرِفِbe recognized (contextual passive reading)
وزادَني الشوقُ فلم أَعْرِفِ
Your love has wasted me away, O my destroyer.
Your love undid me, my unifier
And longing wasted me further, till I was unrecognizable.
And longing took me, beyond knowing
وذبتُand I melted حتىto the point that لوif رمىcast بيme (as the object cast) الهوىpassion
وذبتُ حتى لو رمى بي الهوى
فيinto ناظرِthe pupil of الناظرِthe beholder لمnot يَطْرفblink
في ناظرِ الناظرِ لم يَطْرف
And I melted so completely that, were passion to cast me
I melted, so even if passion flung me
Into the beholder’s pupil, he would not blink.
Into the gazer's eyes, I would not blink
وجُلتُand I wandered فيin ناحيةٍa region طولُهاits length
وجُلتُ في ناحيةٍ طولُها
كعَرْضِlike the width of حَدِّthe edge of الصارِمِthe sharp sword المُرْهَفfinely honed
كعَرْضِ حَدِّ الصارِمِ المُرْهَف
And I wandered through a region whose length
I wandered in a region as long
Was like the width of a finely honed sword’s edge.
As the keen, honed blade is wide
Sol 6.1