كَمHow many ساقطhas scattered فيin العِتابreproach دُرّاًpearls فوهاher mouth
كَم ساقط في العِتاب دُرّاً فوها
تَستَعطِفُنيShe seeks my tenderness كَأَنَّنيas though I أَجفوهاtreat her coldly
تَستَعطِفُني كَأَنَّني أَجفوها
How many pearls her mouth has scattered in reproach!
She seeks my tenderness, as though I treat her coldly.
ماnot مُزِّقَwere torn لِلدُجىbelonging to the night ثِيابٌgarments عَنّاaway from us
ما مُزِّقَ لِلدُجى ثِيابٌ عَنّا
إِلّاexcept that بِسَوادِwith the blackness of عَينِناour eye نَرفوهاwe darn them
إِلّا بِسَوادِ عَينِنا نَرفوها
Never are night's garments torn away from us
but we darn them with the blackness of our eye.
Sol 6.1