غارَتshe grew jealous وَقَدand already قُلتُI said لِمِسواكِهاto her toothstick
غارَت وَقَد قُلتُ لِمِسواكِها
أَراكَI see you تَجنيyou harvest ريقَهاher saliva ياO أَراكarak tree
أَراكَ تَجني ريقَها يا أَراك
She grew jealous when I said to her toothstick:
She blushed and I had told her companion
“I see you harvesting her saliva, O arak twig.”
I see you reap its saliva, oh I see you
قالَتshe said تَمَنّيتَyou longed for جَنىharvest ريقَتيmy saliva
قالَت تَمَنّيتَ جَنى ريقَتي
وَفازَand won بِالتَرشافِin sipping مِنهاfrom it سِواكother than you; toothstick (wordplay)
وَفازَ بِالتَرشافِ مِنها سِواك
She said, “You longed for the harvest of my saliva,
She said, you wished to reap my saliva
Yet someone other than you—the toothstick—won the chance to sip it.”
Yet another has won the sipping thereof
Sol 6.1