أَقصِراdesist, both of you عَنfrom مَلامَتيblaming me عاذِلَيّاO my two reproachers
أَقصِرا عَن مَلامَتي عاذِلَيّا
إِنَّindeed عَذليreproaching me يَزيدُنيincreases my اليَومِtoday غَيّاwaywardness
إِنَّ عَذلي يَزيدُني اليَومِ غَيّا
Cease blaming me, O my two reproachers.
Spare me your blame, O blamer,
Indeed, reproaching me increases my waywardness today.
For blame only adds madness to my madness today.
لاdo not تَلوماblame, both of you هُديتُماmay you both be guided إِنَّindeed قَلبيmy heart
لا تَلوما هُديتُما إِنَّ قَلبي
عَشِقَhas fallen in love with اليَومَtoday شادِناًa young gazelle قُرَشِيّاof Quraysh
عَشِقَ اليَومَ شادِناً قُرَشِيّا
Do not blame me—may you both be guided—for my heart
Do not blame me; I was guided
has fallen in love today with a young gazelle of Quraysh.
To love a saucy Qurashi today.
Sol 6.1