عَلىover خصرِهِhis waist والرِّدفِand the rump قدindeed ماجَrippled شعرُهُhis hair
عَلى خصرِهِ والرِّدفِ قد ماجَ شعرُهُ
فَأَوقعَand so it cast قَلبيmy heart فيinto الطَّويلِthe long العريضِthe wide
فَأَوقعَ قَلبي في الطَّويلِ العريضِ
His hair has rippled over his waist and rump,
His long hair falling on his waist,
And so cast my heart into troubles long and wide.
Has captured my heart, flung into deep longing.
فَياso, O طَرفَهُhis eye يَرميshoots السِّهامَthe arrows بِمُهجَتيinto my heart
فَيا طَرفَهُ يَرمي السِّهامَ بِمُهجَتي
وَيجهدُand wears out فيهِwithin it النَّفسَthe soul دونَwithout غموضِclosing the eyes
وَيجهدُ فيهِ النَّفسَ دونَ غموضِ
So, O eye of his, shooting arrows into my heart,
Those eyes, shooting arrows into my soul,
And wearing out the soul within it, without closing,
Exhausting my spirit, clouding my mind.
تَرفَّقْbe gentle بِقَلبيwith my heart ثمَّthen نَفسكَyourself إِنَّهُfor it
تَرفَّقْ بِقَلبي ثمَّ نَفسكَ إِنَّهُ
ضَعيفٌweak وَماand not إِنat all (emphatic) أَنتَyou غيرother than مَريضِailing
ضَعيفٌ وَما إِن أَنتَ غير مَريضِ
Be gentle with my heart, then with yourself, for it
Have mercy upon my heart, and yourself -
Is weak, and you are nothing but ailing.
It's frail, and you're not entirely well.
Sol 6.1