وَناعورة دارَت فَدرت نَظيرها
وَقَد هاجَ بي وَجدي وَزادَ بِيَ الجَوى
And a waterwheel turned, so I turned like it;
A fountain circled and rolled, its likeness
And my longing surged within me, and love's anguish grew within me.
And it stirred me, my fervor increased, my inner heat
وَإِنّي لَقَد أَشبهتها غَيرَ أَنّها
مَعَ الماءِ قَد دارَت وَدُرت مَعَ الهَوى
And I did indeed resemble it, except that it
And truly I resembled it, except that
Turned with the water, while I turned with love.
It circled with water and rolled with passion
Sol 6.1