مَاhow أَقْرَبَclose اليَأسَdespair مِنْto رَجائيmy hope
مَا أَقْرَبَ اليَأسَ مِنْ رَجائي
وَأبعدَand how far الصَّبرَpatience مِنْfrom بُكائيmy weeping
وَأبعدَ الصَّبرَ مِنْ بُكائي
How close despair is to my hope!
How near is despair to my hope,
And how far patience is from my weeping!
And how far is patience from my weeping!
يَاO مُذْكِيَkindler of النَّارِthe fire فيin فُؤاديmy heart
يَا مُذْكِيَ النَّارِ في فُؤادي
أَنْتَyou دَوائيmy cure وأنْتَand you دَائيmy ailment
أَنْتَ دَوائي وأنْتَ دَائي
O you who kindle the fire in my heart,
O you who kindle the fire in my heart,
You are my cure, and you are my ailment.
You are my remedy and you are my disease.
مِنْwho ليfor me بِمُخْلِفَةٍwith a woman who reneges فيin وَعدِهَاher promise
مِنْ لي بِمُخْلِفَةٍ في وَعدِهَا
تَخْلِطُshe mixes لِيfor me اليَأْسَdespair بِالرَّجاءِwith hope
تَخْلِطُ لِي اليَأْسَ بِالرَّجاءِ
Who will help me with one who breaks her promise,
Is there anyone who breaks her promise,
Mixing despair with hope for me?
Mixing despair with hope for me?
سألتهاI asked her حَاجَةًa favor فَلَمْbut did not تَفُهْutter
سألتها حَاجَةً فَلَمْ تَفُهْ
فيهاconcerning it بِنَعْمٍwith a yes ولاnor بِلاءِwith a no
فيها بِنَعْمٍ ولا بِلاءِ
I asked her for a favor, but she did not utter
I asked her for something but she did not understand
Either a yes or a no concerning it.
Whether it was a blessing or a trial.
قُلْتُI said استيجبيrespond فلمَّاthen when لمdid not تُجِبْreply
قُلْتُ استيجبي فلمَّا لم تُجِبْ
فَاضَتْoverflowed دُمُوعِيmy tears علىonto رِدَائيmy cloak
فَاضَتْ دُمُوعِي على رِدَائي
I said, "Respond!" Then, when she did not reply,
I said "Answer me," but when she did not answer
My tears overflowed onto my cloak.
My tears flowed down upon my cloak.
كآبَةُthe gloom الذُّلِّof abasement فيin كِتابيmy letter
كآبَةُ الذُّلِّ في كِتابي
وَنَخْوَةُand the pride العِزَّof honor فيin الجَوَاءِthe broad valley
وَنَخْوَةُ العِزَّ في الجَوَاءِ
The gloom of abasement is in my letter,
The humiliation of disgrace is in my book,
And the pride of honor is in the broad valley.
And the tenderness of honor is in the air.
Sol 6.1