مَضَيْتِyou departed وَكُنْتِand you were دُنْيَاكِyour world رُوحاًa soul
مَضَيْتِ وَكُنْتِ دُنْيَاكِ رُوحاً
مُعَذَّبَةًtormented وَمَوْطِنُهَاand its home السَّماءُheaven
مُعَذَّبَةً وَمَوْطِنُهَا السَّماءُ
You departed, and in your world you were a soul,
You passed away, you were my world's soul
Tormented, with heaven as its home.
Tormented, and heaven was its abode
وَكُنْتِand you were مِنَin الودَادِaffection مَكَانَthe place of أُخْتيmy sister
وَكُنْتِ مِنَ الودَادِ مَكَانَ أُخْتي
وَكَانَand was مُقَدَّساًsacred ذَاكَthat الإِخَاءُthe sibling bond
وَكَانَ مُقَدَّساً ذَاكَ الإِخَاءُ
And in affection you held my sister’s place,
You were to me a sister in affection
And that sibling bond was sacred.
Sacred was that fraternity
نُعَزِّيwe console عَنْكِfor your loss أَبْنَاءًsons كِرَاماًnoble
نُعَزِّي عَنْكِ أَبْنَاءً كِرَاماً
وَهُمْand they لِقُلُوبِنَاfor our hearts عُنْكِfor your loss الْعَزَاءُthe consolation
وَهُمْ لِقُلُوبِنَا عُنْكِ الْعَزَاءُ
We console noble sons for your loss,
We console your noble children
And they are our hearts’ consolation for your loss.
They are to our hearts consolation for you
Sol 6.1