البعدُseparation وَالرُّقَباءُand the watchers فيكَfor you عَلىagainst الهَوىlove
البعدُ وَالرُّقَباءُ فيكَ عَلى الهَوى
مَنَعواthey kept الكئيبَthe sorrowful one عَنِfrom المَنامِsleep جُفوناeyelids
مَنَعوا الكئيبَ عَنِ المَنامِ جُفونا
Separation and the watchers, arrayed against my love for you,
Distance and spies stand against my love for you
Have kept the sorrowful one's eyelids from sleep.
Made sleep abandon the sad eyed one
ماwhat حيلَتيmy recourse حتّىeven السّماءُthe sky رَقيبَةٌa watcher
ما حيلَتي حتّى السّماءُ رَقيبَةٌ
جَعَلَتit made عَلَيَّupon me مِنَfrom النّجومِthe stars عُيوناeyes
جَعَلَت عَلَيَّ مِنَ النّجومِ عُيونا
What recourse have I, when even the sky is a watcher?
What can I do when even the sky spies on me
It has made eyes of the stars to keep watch on me.
And makes of the stars watchful eyes
Sol 6.1