زَهاbloomed جِسمُbody لَيلىLayla فيin الثِيابِthe garments كَماjust as زَهاbloomed
زَها جِسمُ لَيلى في الثِيابِ كَما زَها
مَعَalongside الغُصنِthe branch غَضٌّtender قَدalready تَزايَدَgrew عودُهاher stem
مَعَ الغُصنِ غَضٌّ قَد تَزايَدَ عودُها
Layla’s body bloomed in her garments, as did
The radiance of Layla's body shines through her clothes
a tender shoot beside the branch; her stem had grown.
As radiance shines from a tender branch, though stout its wood
وَماand what بالُis the matter with لَيلىLayla لَيسَdoes not تَخلُصُshe clears herself مِنof دَميmy blood
وَما بالُ لَيلى لَيسَ تَخلُصُ مِن دَمي
وَتَعلَمُand she knows أَنَّthat النارَthe fire حامٍscorching وَقودُهاits fuel
وَتَعلَمُ أَنَّ النارَ حامٍ وَقودُها
And why does Layla not clear herself of my blood,
Why does not Layla give me ease from my flowing blood?
though she knows the fire’s fuel is scorching?
She knows the fire that burns has her for fuel and food
أَلاlisten قُلtell لِلَيلىto Layla قَدindeed وَهَبتُI have given لَهاto her دَميmy blood
أَلا قُل لِلَيلى قَد وَهَبتُ لَها دَمي
وَجُدتُand I gave freely بِنَفسيwith my own soul قَدalready نَعاهاannounced its death عَزيزُهاits beloved
وَجُدتُ بِنَفسي قَد نَعاها عَزيزُها
Listen, tell Layla: I have given her my blood,
Go, say to Layla I have given her my flowing blood
and I have freely given my soul—its beloved has announced its death.
And I have found that she, so precious, gave me no good
Sol 6.1