ياO دَوحَةَgreat tree بَطنِhollow of عالجٍʿĀlij طابhas become sweet جَفاكyour harshness
يا دَوحَةَ بَطنِ عالجٍ طاب جَفاك
يَرويكwaters you بِغَيضwith the scant flow of دَمعهhis tears الصبُّthe lovesick lover هُناكthere
يَرويك بِغَيض دَمعه الصبُّ هُناك
O great tree in the hollow of ʿĀlij, your harshness has become sweet.
O Dauha, home of treatment, your aloofness was pleasant,
The lovesick lover waters you there with the scant flow of his tears.
There the pouring of tears waters you,
فيin ظِلِّكِyour shade مَنthe one whose وَسَّدنيpillowed me ساعدُهhis forearm
في ظِلِّكِ مَن وَسَّدني ساعدُه
والآنand now موسَّدٌpillowed إِلىbeside الأَهلthe kin هُناكthere
والآن موسَّدٌ إِلى الأَهل هُناك
In your shade is the one whose forearm pillowed me.
In your shade one who supported me with his arms,
And now he lies pillowed beside his kin there.
And now relies on his family there.
Sol 6.1