وياand oh عَجَباًwhat a wonder حتىeven النّسيمُthe breeze يخُونُنىbetrays me
ويا عَجَباً حتى النّسيمُ يخُونُنى
ويُضرِمُand kindles نيرانَthe fires of الأسىsorrow بِهُبوبِهِwith its blowing
ويُضرِمُ نيرانَ الأسى بِهُبوبِهِ
And oh, what a wonder—even the breeze betrays me,
How strange it is that even the breeze betrays me
And kindles the fires of sorrow as it blows.
And fans the fires of sorrow with its blowing
تُحَمِّلُهُshe entrusts it with سَلمَىSalma إلينَاto us سلامَهاher greeting
تُحَمِّلُهُ سَلمَى إلينَا سلامَها
فيكتُمُهُso it conceals it ألاَّlest يَضُوعَit give off fragrance بطيبهِwith its sweet scent
فيكتُمُهُ ألاَّ يَضُوعَ بطيبهِ
Salma entrusts it with her greeting to us,
I send greetings through it to Salma
Yet it conceals it, lest its sweet fragrance spread.
But it conceals them and does not convey my fond words
Sol 6.1