هِمتُI wandered فيin القَفرِthe wilderness بِالهَوىwith passion وَغَراميand my ardent love
هِمتُ في القَفرِ بِالهَوى وَغَرامي
فَإِذاthen, behold الحِبُّthe beloved قَدindeed أَتانيcame to me يَقيناcertainly
فَإِذا الحِبُّ قَد أَتاني يَقينا
I wandered the wilderness, driven by passion and my ardent love.
I fell into the grave with passion and love,
Then, behold, the beloved had truly come to me.
When indeed love came to me with certainty,
قالَhe said هَلdoes ...? موفيكَone who gives you your due غَيرother than عَذولa reproacher
قالَ هَل موفيكَ غَير عَذول
قَالَhe said عَدّىpassed مِنfrom قَبلهِbefore him ستُّوناsixty
قَالَ عَدّى مِن قَبلهِ ستُّونا
He said, “Does anyone but a reproacher give you your due?”
It said: "Is there anyone loyal to you but the unfaithful?"
He said, “Sixty had passed before him.”
It counted sixty before him.
Sol 6.1