وَمِمّاand among what شَجانيgrieved me أَنَّthat دَهريmy fate أَذَلَّنيhumbled me
وَمِمّا شَجاني أَنَّ دَهري أَذَلَّني
لِأَصنَعِto the most skillful خَلقِcreatures of اللَهِGod فيin صَنعَةِthe art of الفَتكِslaying
لِأَصنَعِ خَلقِ اللَهِ في صَنعَةِ الفَتكِ
And among what grieved me was that my fate humbled me
My fate has humbled me
Before the most skillful of God's creatures in the art of slaying:
To serve the wicked ones of God's creation
قَضيبٌa slender bough قَضىfulfilled لِلغَيِّfor waywardness مِنّيfrom me حاجَةًa wish
قَضيبٌ قَضى لِلغَيِّ مِنّي حاجَةً
أَماتَhe killed لَهاfor it ماwhat كانَwas حَيّاًalive مِنَof النُسكِpiety
أَماتَ لَها ما كانَ حَيّاً مِنَ النُسكِ
A slender bough who, through me, fulfilled a wish of waywardness,
A staff that caters to the wicked's every whim
For which he killed whatever piety still lived.
Has killed all piety that once lived within
تَرىyou see خَدَّهُhis cheek تَحتَbeneath العِذارِthe sideburn كَأَنَّهُas though it were
تَرى خَدَّهُ تَحتَ العِذارِ كَأَنَّهُ
كِتابٌa book مِنَof الكافورِcamphor عُنوِنَwas titled بِالمِسكِwith musk
كِتابٌ مِنَ الكافورِ عُنوِنَ بِالمِسكِ
You see his cheek beneath his sideburn, as though it were
You see his cheek beneath the veil as though
A book of camphor, titled in musk.
A scroll of camphor scented with musk
Sol 6.1