ياO أَيُّهاyou (vocative) العاذِلُthe reproacher فيfor حُبِّهاlove of her
يا أَيُّها العاذِلُ في حُبِّها
لَستَyou are not مُطاعاًobeyed أَيُّهاyou (vocative) العاذِلُthe reproacher
لَستَ مُطاعاً أَيُّها العاذِلُ
O you who reproach me for loving her,
O you who blame him for his love,
You go unheeded, O reproacher.
You are not obeyed, O you who blame!
أَنتَyou صَحيحٌhealthy مِنfrom جَوىburning anguish حُبِّهاlove of her
أَنتَ صَحيحٌ مِن جَوى حُبِّها
وَحُبُّهاand love of her ليfor me سَقَمٌa sickness داخِلُinward
وَحُبُّها لي سَقَمٌ داخِلُ
You are free of the anguish of loving her,
You are right that he suffers from her love,
And love of her is a sickness deep within me.
Yet her love to me is an internal disease.
إِنَّindeed الَّذيthat which لاقيتُI experienced مِنfrom حُبِّهاlove of her
إِنَّ الَّذي لاقيتُ مِن حُبِّها
لَمdid not يَلقَهُencounter it حافٍa barefoot person وَلاnor ناعِلُa shod person
لَم يَلقَهُ حافٍ وَلا ناعِلُ
Indeed, what I have suffered from loving her
That which I encountered from her love,
No one, barefoot or shod, has endured.
Was not encountered by any protector or shepherd.
المَوتُdeath خَيرٌbetter مِنthan حَياةٍa life كَذاlike this
المَوتُ خَيرٌ مِن حَياةٍ كَذا
لاneither أَناI مَوصولٌunited with her وَلاnor ذاهِلُforgetful
لا أَنا مَوصولٌ وَلا ذاهِلُ
Death is better than a life like this:
Death is better than such a life,
I am neither united with her nor forgetful of her.
Where I am neither connected nor heedless,
لَمّاwhen أَتانيcame to me قائِلٌa speaker بِالَّذيwith what
لَمّا أَتاني قائِلٌ بِالَّذي
أَكرَهُI loathe مِمّاamong what يُخبَرُis told السائِلُthe inquirer
أَكرَهُ مِمّا يُخبَرُ السائِلُ
When someone came to tell me what
When someone came to me saying what,
I loathe among the tidings an inquirer is told,
I hate more than what the questioner is told,
قُلتُI said وَعَينيand my eye مُسبَلٌshed دَمعُهاits tears
قُلتُ وَعَيني مُسبَلٌ دَمعُها
كَالدُرِّlike pearls مِنfrom أَرجائِهاits corners هامِلُstreaming
كَالدُرِّ مِن أَرجائِها هامِلُ
I said, while my eye shed its tears,
I said while my eyes poured down tears,
Like pearls, streaming from its corners:
Like pearls streaming down from their coils.
ياoh ليتَنيif only I مِتُّhad died وَماتَand had died الهَوىlove
يا ليتَني مِتُّ وَماتَ الهَوى
وَماتَand had died قَبلَbefore المُلتَقىthe meeting واصِلُone seeking union
وَماتَ قَبلَ المُلتَقى واصِلُ
Oh, if only I had died, and love had died,
Oh how I wish I had died and passion had died,
And one seeking union had died before the meeting!
And died before the meeting and uniter died.
ياO دارُdwelling أَمسَتhas become دارِساًeffaced رَسمُهاits traces
يا دارُ أَمسَت دارِساً رَسمُها
وَحشاًdesolate قِفاراًbarren ماnot بِهاin it آهِلُan inhabitant
وَحشاً قِفاراً ما بِها آهِلُ
O dwelling, whose traces have been effaced,
O house whose remains time has erased
Desolate and barren, with no one living there:
And made desolate barren with no inhabitants.
قَدindeed جَرَّتِdragged الريحُthe wind بِهاthrough it ذَيلَهاits train
قَد جَرَّتِ الريحُ بِها ذَيلَها
وَاِستَنَّand coursed فيin أَطلالِهاits ruins الوابِلُthe downpour
وَاِستَنَّ في أَطلالِها الوابِلُ
The wind has dragged its train through it,
The wind has dragged its tail over it
And the downpour has coursed through its ruins.
And the downpours roamed its ruins.
Sol 6.1