أيكُO grove العصافيرِof sparrows والدنياand the world عليَّupon me أسىًgrief
أيكُ العصافيرِ والدنيا عليَّ أسىً
أماWill not تُرَوَّحُbe relieved عنيfrom me بعضُsome of أحزانيmy sorrows
أما تُرَوَّحُ عني بعضُ أحزاني
O grove of sparrows, with the world a grief to me,
O you little birds, while sorrow weighs on me,
will not some of my sorrows be relieved?
Won't you give me some relief from my sorrows?
ليI have فيكَin you عصفورةٌa female sparrow لوif أنهاthat she نطقتْspoke
لي فيكَ عصفورةٌ لو أنها نطقتْ
رأيتَyou would see كيفَhow يُعادُis restored الميتُthe dead one الفانيthe departed one
رأيتَ كيفَ يُعادُ الميتُ الفاني
I have a sparrow within you; were she to speak,
Among you I have a little bird, if only she would speak -
you would see how the dead, departed one is restored to life.
You would see how the mortal being is revived from death.
ماnot صوَّرَpictured الناسpeople فيin الأنوارِthe lights أجنحةًwings
ما صوَّرَ الناس في الأنوارِ أجنحةً
إلاexcept غداةَthe morning when بداappeared منهاfrom her الجناحانِthe two wings
إلا غداةَ بدا منها الجناحانِ
People never pictured wings in light
People have depicted wings in lights,
until the morning her two wings appeared.
But at dawn both wings are seen to be gone.
فويحَso alas for قلبيmy heart ماnot منany مرّةٍtime صدحتْshe sang
فويحَ قلبي ما من مرّةٍ صدحتْ
إلاexcept شعرتُI became aware بقلبيof my heart بينَbetween آذانيmy ears
إلا شعرتُ بقلبي بينَ آذاني
So alas for my heart: never once did she sing
Oh my heart! Whenever it exults,
without my feeling my heart between my ears.
I feel it between my ears.
وويحَand alas for عُذالهاher reprovers ماnot فيin جوانبهمْtheir sides
وويحَ عُذالها ما في جوانبهمْ
قلبيmy heart فمنso from أينَwhere يحكىresembles شأنهمْtheir state شانيmy state
قلبي فمن أينَ يحكى شأنهمْ شاني
And alas for her reprovers: their breasts do not hold
Oh woe to their coquetry - in their sides
my heart—so how could their state resemble mine?
Is my heart! So who can tell their tale but I?
أناI إذاwhen عذلواthey reproach عانٍa captive وإذاand when عذرواthey excuse
أنا إذا عذلوا عانٍ وإذا عذروا
فآنٍthen in anguish وإنand if حكمواthey judge ليin my favor أولهاor in her favor جانيan offender
فآنٍ وإن حكموا لي أولها جاني
When they reproach me, I am a captive; and when they excuse me,
When they are harsh I suffer, when they excuse I languish,
I am in anguish; and if they rule for me or for her, I am an offender.
And when they judge, the first to condemn me is I.
والحبُّand love روحٌa soul لأهليهِfor its people فعندهمُso to them
والحبُّ روحٌ لأهليهِ فعندهمُ
هذيthis الحياةُlife وهذاand this الموتُdeath سيَّانِalike
هذي الحياةُ وهذا الموتُ سيَّانِ
And love is a soul for those who love; to them,
Love is the spirit of its people, so with them
this life and this death are alike.
This life and death are equal.
Sol 6.1