قدindeed ضاقَhas grown too narrow واللهِby God جسميmy body فيكَbecause of you عنfor رُوحِيmy soul
قد ضاقَ واللهِ جسمي فيكَ عن رُوحِي
فلاso do not تَسَلْنِيَask me عنabout وجْديmy passion وتبريحيand my torment
فلا تَسَلْنِيَ عن وجْدي وتبريحي
By God, my body has grown too narrow for my soul because of you.
My body is too small for my spirit in longing for you
So do not ask me about my passion and my torment.
So do not ask about my passion and expressions of joy
تُخفيhides الذوأَبةُthe forelock عنِّيfrom me شَعْرَتهhis strand of hair
تُخفي الذوأَبةُ عنِّي شَعْرَته
ياO رَبِّmy Lord سلِّطunleash عليهاupon it صوْلةَthe onslaught of الرِّيحِthe wind
يا رَبِّ سلِّط عليها صوْلةَ الرِّيحِ
The forelock hides his strand of hair from me.
The wolf hides his claws from me
O my Lord, unleash upon it the wind's onslaught.
O Lord, unleash the biting wind on him
Sol 6.1