بَعُدتْhas grown vast مسافةُthe distance بينِنَاbetween us وتوحّشَتْand has grown desolate
بَعُدتْ مسافةُ بينِنَا وتوحّشَتْ
حتّىeven علىfor طيفِphantom الخيالِthe imagination الطّارِقِthat visits by night
حتّى على طيفِ الخيالِ الطّارِقِ
The distance between us has grown vast and desolate,
The distance between us has grown, and become desolate,
Even for the phantom of fancy that visits by night.
Even the fleeting image of you in my thoughts has vanished.
ويئستُand I have despaired منof أنthat نَلتقِيwe might meet لكنّنِيyet I
ويئستُ من أن نَلتقِي لكنّنِي
ألقَىI greet تذكُّركُمthe memory of you بقلبٍwith a heart خَافِقِthrobbing
ألقَى تذكُّركُم بقلبٍ خَافِقِ
And I have despaired of our meeting, yet I
I have lost hope that we will meet again, yet
Greet the memory of you with a throbbing heart.
The memory of you still stirs my aching heart.
وأُغيِّضُand I hold back العَبراتِthe tears وهيwhile they are فرائِدٌprecious gems
وأُغيِّضُ العَبراتِ وهي فرائِدٌ
منof لُؤلؤٍpearl فَتفيضُthen they overflow سمطَa strand of عَقائقِِagates
من لُؤلؤٍ فَتفيضُ سمطَ عَقائقِِ
And I hold back the tears, though they are precious gems
I hold back my tears, though they flow like
Of pearl; then they overflow as a strand of agates.
Strings of pearls and fields of poppies.
Sol 6.1