قلtell لهاto her .. إنهthat he تأمَّلhe reflected فيon دنياهhis world
قل لها .. إنه تأمَّل في دنياه
حيناًfor a while فعادthen he returned يحضنُhe cradles دمعهhis tears
حيناً فعاد يحضنُ دمعه
Tell her... that he reflected on his world
Tell her.. That he contemplated his life
for a while, then returned to cradling his tears.
For a while, then went back to embracing his tears
راعهit alarmed him أنَّthat عمرهhis life يتلاشىfades away
راعه أنَّ عمره يتلاشى
مثلlike ماthe way تُخمدextinguish الأعاصيرthe hurricanes شمعةْa candle
مثل ما تُخمد الأعاصير شمعةْ
It alarmed him that his life was fading,
He was wary that his life is fading away
as hurricanes extinguish a candle,
Like storms extinguishing a candle
وصباهand his youth يضيعslips away منهfrom him .. كماjust as ضاعwas lost
وصباه يضيع منه .. كما ضاع
نداءa call.. تطويenfold المتاهاتthe labyrinths رجعهits echo
نداء.. تطوي المتاهات رجعه
and his youth was slipping away from him, like a lost
And his youth is lost from him.. Like a call
call whose echo the labyrinths enfold.
That the labyrinths fold away its return
قلtell لهاto her .. إنّهthat he يفيقhe awakens علىto جرحa wound
قل لها .. إنّه يفيق على جرح
وتغفوand slumber سنينهhis years فوقupon لوعهْanguish
وتغفو سنينه فوق لوعهْ
Tell her... that he awakens to a wound,
Tell her.. That he wakes up to a wound
and his years slumber upon anguish.
And his years sleep on top of his agony
سكبpoured الدهرtime منfrom أساهhis sorrow رحيقاnectar
سكب الدهر من أساه رحيقا
فتحساهso he sipped it جُرعةa draught إِثْرafter جُرعهْa draught
فتحساه جُرعة إِثْر جُرعهْ
Time poured nectar from his sorrow,
Life poured from his misfortune a draught
so he sipped it, draught after draught.
So he gulps it down one drink after another
قلtell لهاto her .. إنهthat he يهيمhe wanders .. وأخشىand I fear
قل لها .. إنه يهيم .. وأخشى
أنthat تواريهconceal him رحلةa journey دونwithout رجعهْreturn
أن تواريه رحلة دون رجعهْ
Tell her... that he wanders... and I fear
Tell her.. That he wanders.. And I fear
that a journey may conceal him, with no return.
That a journey without return will conceal him
Sol 6.1