يا مَن إِذا خِفتُ فيهِ العَذلَ آمَنَني
جَميلُ إِنصافِهِ مِن عَذلِ عُذّالي
O you, whenever I feared reproach on your account, I was shielded
O you who when I fear injustice reassures me
By your gracious fairness from my reproachers' blame.
The beauty of his fairness from the injustice of the unjust
ما يَستَحِقُّ زَماني وَهُوَ سامَحَني
بِمِثلِ وُدِّكَ أَن أَشكوهُ في حالِ
My time does not deserve—having favored me
My time does not deserve it yet he forgave me
With affection like yours—that I should complain of it in any circumstance.
With your love, that I complain to him, it is not right
رَآكَ غايَةَ آمالي فَما بَرِحَت
تَسعى لِياليهِ حَتّى نِلتُ آمالي
It saw you as the goal of my hopes, so unceasingly
He saw you as the apex of my hopes so it did not cease
Its nights strove until I attained my hopes.
His nights strived until I attained my hopes
Sol 6.1