أمُسْتَخْرِجاًO you who draw out كَنْزَtreasure of العَقيقِcarnelian بآماقِيfrom my inner eye-corners
أمُسْتَخْرِجاً كَنْزَ العَقيقِ بآماقِي
أُناشِدُكَI adjure you الرّحْانَthe All-Merciful (apparently intended) فيconcerning الرّمَقِbreath of life الباقِيremaining
أُناشِدُكَ الرّحْانَ في الرّمَقِ الباقِي
O you who draw carnelian treasure from the corners of my eyes,
I beg you, by the All-Merciful [reading uncertain], to spare my remaining breath.
فقَدْfor indeed ضعُفَتْhas grown weak عنْfor حمْلِbearing صبْريmy patience طاقَتيmy strength
فقَدْ ضعُفَتْ عنْ حمْلِ صبْري طاقَتي
علَيْكَwith you وضاقَتْand have grown tight عنْfor زَفِيريَmy sighing أطْواقيmy collars
علَيْكَ وضاقَتْ عنْ زَفِيريَ أطْواقي
For my strength has grown too weak to bear my patience
with you, and my collars have grown too tight for my sighs.
أُجَنُّI go mad إذاwhen جنّfalls الظّلامُthe darkness فليْسَso there is no ليfor me
أُجَنُّ إذا جنّ الظّلامُ فليْسَ لي
سِوىexcept نَسْمَةِbreeze of الفجْرِthe dawn اللّطيفةِgentle منْany راقِيhealer by incantation
سِوى نَسْمَةِ الفجْرِ اللّطيفةِ منْ راقِي
I go mad when darkness falls; I have none
to heal me with charms but the gentle breeze of dawn.
ورُبَّتَماand often اسْتَعْدَيْتُI sought help from فيهاin it تَميمةًan amulet
ورُبَّتَما اسْتَعْدَيْتُ فيها تَميمةً
فزَعْفَرَهاthen stained it saffron بالدّمْعِwith tears كاتِبُthe scribe of آماقِيmy inner eye-corners
فزَعْفَرَها بالدّمْعِ كاتِبُ آماقِي
And often I have sought an amulet's aid in this,
Then the scribe of my eye-corners stained it saffron with tears.
Sol 6.1