عَسَاكِmay you حَقَّby the sanctity of عِيْسَاكِyour Jesus
عَسَاكِ حَقَّ عِيْسَاكِ
مُرِيْحَةَbringing relief قَلْبيَmy heart الشاكيthe complaining
مُرِيْحَةَ قَلْبيَ الشاكي
May you, by the sanctity of your Jesus,
May your truth grant respite,
bring relief to my complaining heart.
To my complaining heart,
فإِنَّfor indeed الحُسْنَbeauty قدhas وَلاَّentrusted
فإِنَّ الحُسْنَ قد وَلاَّ
كِyou إحيائِيbringing me to life وإِهلاكِيand destroying me
كِ إحيائِي وإِهلاكِي
For beauty has entrusted
For beauty has enslaved me,
you with giving me life and destroying me,
As my life and demise.
وَأَوْلَعَنِيand made me enamored بِصُلْبَانٍof crosses
وَأَوْلَعَنِي بِصُلْبَانٍ
وَرُهْبانٍand monks وَنُسَّاكِand ascetics
وَرُهْبانٍ وَنُسَّاكِ
and made me enamored of crosses,
It has enthralled me with monks,
and monks and ascetics.
Priests and ascetics,
ولمand did not آتِI come الكنائِسَthe churches عَنْout of
ولم آتِ الكنائِسَ عَنْ
هَوًَlove فيهنَّfor them لولاكِwere it not for you
هَوًَ فيهنَّ لولاكِ
Nor would I have come to the churches out of
And I frequented not churches,
love for them, were it not for you.
Had it not been for you.
وهاand here أناI مِنْكِbecause of you فيin بَلْوَىaffliction
وها أنا مِنْكِ في بَلْوَى
ولاand no فَرَجٌrelief لِبَلْوَاكِfor the affliction you cause
ولا فَرَجٌ لِبَلْوَاكِ
And here I am, because of you, in torment,
And here I am in agony because of you,
with no relief from the torment you bring.
With no relief from your torment,
ولاnor أَسْطِيْعُI can سُلْوَاناًsolace
ولا أَسْطِيْعُ سُلْوَاناً
فقدfor indeed أَوْثَقْتِyou have tightened أَشْراكِيmy snares
فقد أَوْثَقْتِ أَشْراكِي
Nor can I find solace,
Nor can I find solace,
for you have tightened the snares that hold me.
For you have shackled me.
فكمso how often أَبْكِيI weep عليكfor you دَماًblood
فكم أَبْكِي عليك دَماً
ولاyet not تَرْثِيْنَyou feel pity للباكيfor the weeper
ولا تَرْثِيْنَ للباكي
So often do I weep blood for you,
How I cry blood for you,
yet you have no pity for the weeper.
Yet you don’t mourn the weeping one.
فهلso, do...? تَدْرِيْنَyou know ماwhat تَقْضِيdecrees
فهل تَدْرِيْنَ ما تَقْضِي
علىupon عَيْنَيَّmy two eyes عَيْنَاكِyour two eyes
على عَيْنَيَّ عَيْنَاكِ
So do you know what is decreed
Do you know what your eyes rule,
upon my eyes by your eyes,
Over my eyes because of you?
وماand what يُذْكِيْهِkindles it منof نارٍfire
وما يُذْكِيْهِ من نارٍ
بقلبِيin my heart نُوْرُكِyour light الذَّاكِيthe blazing
بقلبِي نُوْرُكِ الذَّاكِي
and what fire is kindled
And what fire it ignites,
in my heart by your blazing light?
In my heart with your blazing light?
حَجَبْتِyou veiled سَنَاكِyour radiance عنfrom بصرِيmy sight
حَجَبْتِ سَنَاكِ عن بصرِي
وفوقَand above الشَّمْسِthe sun سِيْمَاكِyour countenance
وفوقَ الشَّمْسِ سِيْمَاكِ
You have veiled your radiance from my sight,
You veiled your radiance from my sight,
yet your countenance surpasses the sun.
Though above the sun is your mark.
وفيand in الغُصْنِthe bough الرَّطيْبِthe supple وفيand in النthe
وفي الغُصْنِ الرَّطيْبِ وفي الن
نَقَاsand-dune المُرْتَجِّthe quivering عِطْفَاكِyour two flanks
نَقَا المُرْتَجِّ عِطْفَاكِ
And in the supple bough, and in the
In the pliant branch, and in the soft,
quivering sand-dune, are your two flanks.
Flexible palm tree is your charm.
وعندand beside الرَّوْضِthe garden خَدَّاكِyour two cheeks
وعند الرَّوْضِ خَدَّاكِ
ومنand from رَيَّاهُits fragrance رَيَّاكِyour fragrance
ومن رَيَّاهُ رَيَّاكِ
And your cheeks are beside the garden,
And by the meadow are your cheeks,
and your fragrance comes from its fragrance.
Whoever saw them saw your grace.
نُوَيْرَةُNuwayra إِنْif قَلَيْتِyou hate فإِنthen indeed
نُوَيْرَةُ إِنْ قَلَيْتِ فإِن
نَنِيI أَهْوَاكِI love you أَهْواكِI love you
نَنِي أَهْوَاكِ أَهْواكِ
Nuwayra, if you hate me, then indeed
Nuwayrah, though you are scarce,
I love you, I love you.
Still I love you, I love you!
وعَيْنَاكِand your two eyes المنَبِّئَتَاthe two that tell
وعَيْنَاكِ المنَبِّئَتَا
كِyou أنِّيthat I am بعضُone of قَتْلاَكِthose you have slain
كِ أنِّي بعضُ قَتْلاَكِ
And your eyes are the two that tell
And your eyes that foretell,
you that I am one of those you have slain.
That I am doomed by your love.
Sol 6.1