جاذَبتُI tugged at يَدَhand الحَبيبِthe beloved إِذwhen جاذَبَنيhe tugged at me
جاذَبتُ يَدَ الحَبيبِ إِذ جاذَبَني
واِختَرتُand I chose عِتابَهُreproaching him كَماjust as عاتَبَنيhe reproached me
واِختَرتُ عِتابَهُ كَما عاتَبَني
I tugged at the beloved’s hand when he tugged at me.
I clasped my lover's hand when he pulled me near
And I chose to reproach him, just as he reproached me.
And chose to chide him even as he chided me
لِمwhy كاشَفَنيhe confronted me openly الغَيورُthe jealous one وَالوَقتُand the time صَفاbecame serene
لِم كاشَفَني الغَيورُ وَالوَقتُ صَفا
لَوif شاهَدَhe witnessed سِرَّthe secret of خَلوَتيmy seclusion راقَبَنيhe watched me
لَو شاهَدَ سِرَّ خَلوَتي راقَبَني
Why did the jealous one confront me when the moment was serene?
Why did the jealous one expose me when the time was fair
Had he witnessed the secret of my seclusion, he would have kept watch on me.
Had he but seen the secret of my tryst he would have watched over me
Sol 6.1