ومسامريand my nighttime companion فىin الليلthe night ناحلgaunt
ومسامري فى الليل ناحل
متصعدrising الزفراتthe sighs ملتهبaflame الحشاthe innermost being
متصعد الزفرات ملتهب الحشا
And my companion in the night is gaunt,
My sleepless nights are spent in anguished tears
His sighs rising, his innermost being aflame.
As plaintive sighs keep pace with kindled coals
أضحىhe has become كماas حكمdecreed الهوىpassion ولهيبهand its blaze
أضحى كما حكم الهوى ولهيبه
ذاpossessing أضلعribs ماnothing فوقهاover them الاexcept الغشاthe covering
ذا أضلع ما فوقها الا الغشا
He has become, as passion and its blaze decreed,
The flames of passion burn within my soul
A frame of ribs with nothing over them but a covering.
Consuming all, save this bare frame of mine
Sol 6.1