ياO غائباًabsent one خَطَرَاتُpassing thoughts القَلْبِof the heart مَحْضَرُهُhis place of presence
يا غائباً خَطَرَاتُ القَلْبِ مَحْضَرُهُ
الصَّبْرُpatience بَعْدَكَafter you شيءٌsomething لَسْتُI am not أَقْدِرُهُI can manage it
الصَّبْرُ بَعْدَكَ شيءٌ لَسْتُ أَقْدِرُهُ
O absent one, whose presence is in the heart's passing thoughts,
O absent one, my heart's thoughts yearn for you
Patience after you is something I cannot manage.
Patience after you is beyond my power
تَرَكْتَyou left قلبِيmy heart وأشواقِيand my longings تُفَطِّرُهُtear it apart
تَرَكْتَ قلبِي وأشواقِي تُفَطِّرُهُ
ودَمْعَand the tears عَيْنِيof my eye وأحداقيand my pupils تُحَدِّرُهُmake it flow down
ودَمْعَ عَيْنِي وأحداقي تُحَدِّرُهُ
You left my heart, with my longings tearing it apart,
You left my heart and longings torn asunder
And my eye's tears, with my pupils sending them streaming down.
My tears and eyelids you set flowing
لوif كُنْتَyou were تُبْصِرُyou see فيin تُدْمِيْرَTudmir حالَتَنَاour state
لو كُنْتَ تُبْصِرُ في تُدْمِيْرَ حالَتَنَا
إذنْthen لأَشْفَقْتَyou would surely have been alarmed ممّاby what كُنْتَyou were تُبْصِرُهُyou see it
إذنْ لأَشْفَقْتَ ممّا كُنْتَ تُبْصِرُهُ
If you had seen our state in Tudmir,
If you could see how our state is destroyed
Then you would surely have been alarmed by what you saw.
Then you would pity what you have wrought
فالعَيْنُfor the eye دُوْنَكَwithout you لاnot تَحْلَىfinds sweetness بِلَذَّتهاin its delight
فالعَيْنُ دُوْنَكَ لا تَحْلَى بِلَذَّتها
والدَّهْرُand time بَعْدَكَafter you لاdoes not يَصْفُوclear تَكَدُّرُهُits murkiness
والدَّهْرُ بَعْدَكَ لا يَصْفُو تَكَدُّرُهُ
For without you, the eye finds no sweetness in its delight,
Without you, my eyes find no delight
And after you, time's murkiness does not clear.
And life after you remains darkened and disturbed
أُخْفِيI hide اشتياقيmy longing وماand what أَطْوِيهِI fold it away مِنْof أسفٍsorrow
أُخْفِي اشتياقي وما أَطْوِيهِ مِنْ أسفٍ
علىfor المريَّةِAlmería والأنفاسُand the breaths تُظْهِرُهُreveal it
على المريَّةِ والأنفاسُ تُظْهِرُهُ
I hide my longing and the sorrow I fold away
I hide my longing and veil my deep regrets
For Almería, yet my breaths reveal it.
Though sighs betray and lay them bare
Sol 6.1