آهِAh! واشوقاهُAlas, my longing! مِتُّI died أسًىfrom grief
آهِ واشوقاهُ مِتُّ أسًى
هلquestion particle دُنُوٌّnearness للذيfor the one who نزحَاwent far away
هل دُنُوٌّ للذي نزحَا
Ah, alas for my longing! I have died of grief.
Ah, longing - how I pine!
Can the one who went far away draw near?
Is there solace for one who's cast out?
إنif شدتْshe sang ورقاءُa gray dove فيin فنَنٍa bough
إن شدتْ ورقاءُ في فنَنٍ
شدوُهاher song زندَthe firestick of الجوَىburning heartache قدَحَاstruck sparks from
شدوُها زندَ الجوَى قدَحَا
If a gray dove sings on a bough,
If the sands in the waste scorch and burn,
Her song strikes sparks from the firestick of heartache.
ignite them - the winds of life kindle all.
وإذاand when ماan emphatic particle شامَglimpsed طرفَthe outskirts of الشَّal-Sh… (beginning of al-Sham)
وإذا ما شامَ طرفَ الشَّ
امِ…am (completing al-Sham) طرفِيmy gaze للدِّماfor the blood سفحَاpoured forth
امِ طرفِي للدِّما سفحَا
And whenever my gaze glimpsed the outskirts of al-Sh—
When my eyes meet the edge of nightfall
—am, it poured forth blood.
my tears flow freely to the ground.
ياO! سقىmay water واديthe valley of دِمشقَDamascus حياًrain
يا سقى وادي دِمشقَ حياً
طابwas pleasant مغتبقاًfor evening drinking ومصطبَحَاand for morning drinking
طاب مغتبقاً ومصطبَحَا
O may rain water the valley of Damascus,
O waters that give life to Damascus' valley -
Pleasant for drinking at evening and in the morning.
how sweet your scent, how cool your embrace!
Sol 6.1