بِأَبيmay my father be your ransom هَلquestion particle مَلَأتَyou have filled عَيناًan eye بِشَيءٍwith something
بِأَبي هَل مَلَأتَ عَيناً بِشَيءٍ
هُوَit أَسلاكَmade you forget ياO حَبيبِيَmy beloved بَعديafter me
هُوَ أَسلاكَ يا حَبيبِيَ بَعدي
May my father be your ransom! Have you filled your eye with anything
By my father's life, have you filled your eyes with something
that has made you forget me, my beloved, in my absence?
That took you away from me, my beloved?
طَعمُtaste كَأسيmy cup مُرٌّbitter إِذاwhen لَمnot تَزُرنيyou visit me
طَعمُ كَأسي مُرٌّ إِذا لَم تَزُرني
وَهوَand it يَحلوgrows sweet إِذاwhen رَأَيتُكَI see you عِنديwith me
وَهوَ يَحلو إِذا رَأَيتُكَ عِندي
My cup tastes bitter when you do not visit me,
The taste of my cup is bitter when you don't visit me
and it grows sweet when I see you with me.
And it sweetens when I see you here with me
Sol 6.1