عَنfrom جنحِwing دُجىnight’s darkness فرعكyour tresses ماnot ليfor me مَهَرَبescape
عَن جنحِ دُجى فرعك ما لي مَهَرَب
عَنّيfrom me حَجَبveiled الصَباحَthe dawn ذاكَthat الغَيهَبdeep darkness
عَنّي حَجَب الصَباحَ ذاكَ الغَيهَب
I have no escape from your tresses’ wing of darkness.
Far from nocturnal shade your branch bears me no escape
That deep darkness has veiled the dawn from me.
Morning has veiled me from your disappearance, O absconder!
فيin الدَمعthe tears مَتىwhen غَرَّقَنيdrowned me صُدغُكَyour sidelock ذاthis
في الدَمع مَتى غَرَّقَني صُدغُكَ ذا
قالواthey said مُطِرَit rained اليَومtoday بَنَوءِwith the stellar setting of العَقرَبthe Scorpion
قالوا مُطِرَ اليَوم بَنَوءِ العَقرَب
When this sidelock of yours drowned me in tears,
When did your cheek’s flowing stream immerse me in tears?
They said, “Today it rained with the Scorpion’s setting.”
They said: today it rained from the Hyades’ rain bucket.
Sol 6.1