وَتَحسَبُand she thinks لَيلىLayla أَنَّنيthat I إِنif هَجَرتُهاI forsake her
وَتَحسَبُ لَيلى أَنَّني إِن هَجَرتُها
حِذارَfor fear of الأَعاديthe foes أَنَّthat ماwhat بِيَis within me هونُهاdisdain for her
حِذارَ الأَعادي أَنَّ ما بِيَ هونُها
And Layla thinks that, if I forsake her—
And Layla thinks that, if I forsake her
for fear of enemies—it is because she means little to me.
for fear of foes, it is because I disdain her.
وَلَكِنَّbut لَيلىLayla لاnot تَفيkeeps faith بِأَمانَةَwith a trust
وَلَكِنَّ لَيلى لا تَفي بِأَمانَةَ
فَتَحسِبُso she thinks لَيلىLayla أَنَّنيthat I سَأَخونُهاI will betray her
فَتَحسِبُ لَيلى أَنَّني سَأَخونُها
Yet Layla herself does not honor a trust,
But Layla does not honor a trust,
and so Layla thinks that I will betray her.
so Layla thinks that I will betray her.
وَبيand within me مِنof هَوىlove for لَيلىLayla الَّذيwhich لَوif أَبُثُّهُI reveal it
وَبي مِن هَوى لَيلى الَّذي لَو أَبُثُّهُ
جَماعَةَa gathering أَعدائيmy enemies بَكَتwept ليfor me عُيونُهاtheir eyes
جَماعَةَ أَعدائي بَكَت لي عُيونُها
Yet I bear such love for Layla that, were I to reveal it
And I bear such love for Layla that, were I to reveal it
to a gathering of my enemies, their eyes would weep for me.
to a gathering of my enemies, their eyes would weep for me.
وَقَدand indeed أَيقَنَتhas become certain نَفسيmy soul بِأَنof the fact that حيلَa barrier was set بَينَهاbetween it
وَقَد أَيقَنَت نَفسي بِأَن حيلَ بَينَها
وَبَينَكَand between you لَوif only يَأتيcomes بِبَأسٍwith strength يَقينُهاits certainty
وَبَينَكَ لَو يَأتي بِبَأسٍ يَقينُها
My soul has become certain that a barrier has been set between it
And my soul has become certain that a barrier has been set between it
and you—even if its certainty should bring hardship.
and you—if only its certainty could bring it fortitude.
أَرىI see النَفسَthe soul عَنaway from لَيلىLayla أَبَتrefused أَنto تَطيعَنيobey me
أَرى النَفسَ عَن لَيلى أَبَت أَن تَطيعَني
فَقَدfor indeed جُنَّhas gone mad مِنfrom وَجديmy passion بِلَيلىfor Layla جُنونُهاits madness
فَقَد جُنَّ مِن وَجدي بِلَيلى جُنونُها
I see that my soul refuses to obey me where Layla is concerned,
I see my soul has refused to obey me in turning away from Layla;
for, through my longing for Layla, its very madness has gone mad.
for even its madness has gone mad from my passion for Layla.
Sol 6.1