غَيريsomeone other than me نَسَماتُbreezes رامةَRama تُطرِبُهُdelight him
غَيري نَسَماتُ رامةَ تُطرِبُهُ
حتَّىeven حُرَقٌburning pangs فيin باطنيmy inner being تُلهِبُهُset it ablaze
حتَّى حُرَقٌ في باطني تُلهِبُهُ
The breezes of Rama delight someone other than me.
Others amuse him, gentle breeze of Ramah,
Even burning pangs within my inner being set it ablaze.
While within me burns a flame consuming me.
لَوif يَنطِقُcould speak لَيليmy night قالَwould say منfrom ضَجرٍvexation
لَو يَنطِقُ لَيلي قالَ من ضَجرٍ
كَمhow long تَرتَقِبُyou await النَّجمَthe star وكَمand how long تَرقُبُهُyou watch it
كَم تَرتَقِبُ النَّجمَ وكَم تَرقُبُهُ
If my night could speak, it would say in vexation:
If my night could speak, it would say in distress
How long you await the star, and how long you watch it!
How long have you awaited the star, how long have you awaited him.
Sol 6.1