كَانَتْwere عُيُونُeyes الرِّيَبِsuspicions السَّاهِرَهْsleepless
كَانَتْ عُيُونُ الرِّيَبِ السَّاهِرَهْ
تَرْمُقُwatches intently تِلْكَthat الطِّفْلَةَlittle girl الطَّاهِرَهْpure
تَرْمُقُ تِلْكَ الطِّفْلَةَ الطَّاهِرَهْ
The sleepless eyes of suspicion were
The watchful eyes of suspicion
Watching that innocent little girl,
Gazed upon that pure child
مَنْwho هِيَshe بِنْتٌa daughter مِنْamong بَنَاتِdaughters الأَسَىsorrow
مَنْ هِيَ بِنْتٌ مِنْ بَنَاتِ الأَسَى
مَعْرُوضَةٌoffered لِلصَّفْقَةِfor the bargain الخَاسِرَهْruinous
مَعْرُوضَةٌ لِلصَّفْقَةِ الخَاسِرَهْ
Who is a daughter among sorrow's daughters,
Who is she, a daughter of sorrow
Offered up for a ruinous bargain.
Offered for the losing deal
يُطْمِعُarouses covetousness فِيهَاfor her حُسْنُهَاher beauty وَالصِّبَاand youth
يُطْمِعُ فِيهَا حُسْنُهَا وَالصِّبَا
وَالفَاقَةُand poverty العَضَّاضَةُgnawing الكَافِرَهْgodless
وَالفَاقَةُ العَضَّاضَةُ الكَافِرَهْ
Her beauty and youth make others covet her,
Her beauty and youth tempt
And so does gnawing, godless poverty.
As does poverty, the blasphemous witch
مَاnot زَالَceased غِرّاًnaive قَلْبُهَاher heart لاهِياًheedless
مَا زَالَ غِرّاً قَلْبُهَا لاهِياً
عَمَّاof what يَهِيجُarouses الشَّهْوَةَlust الخَادِرَهْdormant
عَمَّا يَهِيجُ الشَّهْوَةَ الخَادِرَهْ
Her heart was still naive and heedless
Her heart remained naively distracted
Of what arouses dormant lust.
From what excites the dormant lust
أَيْأَسُmost despairing مَاwhen سَارَتْshe walked بِأَطْمَارِهَاin her rags
أَيْأَسُ مَا سَارَتْ بِأَطْمَارِهَا
لَمْnot تَكُshe was إِلاَّexcept بَهْجَةًjoy سَائِرَهُwalking
لَمْ تَكُ إِلاَّ بَهْجَةً سَائِرَهُ
At her most despairing, as she walked in her rags,
Does despair accompany her steps?
She was nothing but joy in motion.
She was but a lovely passerby
تحِسُّshe feels لِلأَبْصَارِof the gazes فِيwithin نَفْسِهَاher soul
تحِسُّ لِلأَبْصَارِ فِي نَفْسِهَا
وَقْعَthe touch النَّدَىdew مِنْfrom نَبْتَةٍa plant نَاضِرَهْflourishing
وَقْعَ النَّدَى مِنْ نَبْتَةٍ نَاضِرَهْ
She feels the gazes within her soul
She feels in her soul
Like the touch of dew from a flourishing plant.
The soft touch of dew on a flowering plant
وَتَلْتَقِيand she meets كُلَّevery ابْتِسَامٍsmile كَمَاjust as
وَتَلْتَقِي كُلَّ ابْتِسَامٍ كَمَا
تَلْقَىreceives الشُّعَاعَthe ray of light الدُّرَّةthe pearl الزَّاهِرَهْradiant
تَلْقَى الشُّعَاعَ الدُّرَّة الزَّاهِرَهْ
And she meets every smile as
And meets each smile
A radiant pearl receives a ray of light.
As a pearl receives the brilliant ray
وَتَقْبَلُand she accepts المَدْحَpraise عَلَىon the basis أَنَّهُthat it is
وَتَقْبَلُ المَدْحَ عَلَى أَنَّهُ
مِصْدَاقُconfirmation مَاwhat فِيin المُقْلَةِthe eye النَّاظِرَهْgazing
مِصْدَاقُ مَا فِي المُقْلَةِ النَّاظِرَهْ
And she accepts praise as
And accepts praise as if
Proof of what the gazing eye holds,
It matched what her watching eyes revealed
جَاهِلَةًunaware مَاwhat فِيin قلوبِhearts الأُولىthose whom
جَاهِلَةً مَا فِي قلوبِ الأُولى
تَأْمَنُهُمْshe trusts them مِنْof شِيمَةٍa disposition غَادِرَهْtreacherous
تَأْمَنُهُمْ مِنْ شِيمَةٍ غَادِرَهْ
Unaware of what lies in the hearts of those
Oblivious to what the experienced hearts
She trusts—their treacherous disposition.
Conceal of villainous traits
لاnot تُضْمِرُconceals المِرْآةُthe mirror فِيin زَعْمِهَاher belief
لا تُضْمِرُ المِرْآةُ فِي زَعْمِهَا
شَيْئاًanything وَرَاءَbehind الصُّورَةِthe image الظَّاهِرَهْoutward
شَيْئاً وَرَاءَ الصُّورَةِ الظَّاهِرَهْ
The mirror, she believes, does not conceal
The mirror does not, she believes
Anything behind the outward image.
Hide a thing behind the visible image
Sol 6.1