ماانفكّhas not ceased صوتكَyour voice فيin روحيmy soul يراودهاwoos it
ماانفكّ صوتكَ في روحي يراودها
ذكرىa memory بنتْbuilt فيin صميمthe very core of الروحthe soul بنياناan edifice
ذكرى بنتْ في صميم الروح بنيانا
Your voice has never ceased to woo my soul from within—
Your voice does not cease to haunt my soul
A memory that built an edifice in the soul's very core.
A memory embedded deep within my being
ماهئتُI did not ready myself واللهby God .. كلاcertainly not أوor هممتُI thought بهof it
ماهئتُ والله .. كلا أو هممتُ به
ولاnor رأيتُI saw لكيin order to أقصيهI banish it بُرهاناproof
ولا رأيتُ لكي أقصيه بُرهانا
I never readied myself for it, by God—no—nor even thought of it.
I swear by God, no, I never intended it
Nor have I found any proof to banish it.
Nor did I see a reason to prove it right
استنزلI call down الصبرpatience .. منwho ليfor me ؟ لاno بشيرَbearer of glad tidings ولمْnor did
استنزل الصبر .. من لي ؟ لا بشيرَ ولمْ
تحملbring ليَto me الريحُthe wind .. ممنfrom the one who غابَhas gone away سلواناsolace
تحمل ليَ الريحُ .. ممن غابَ سلوانا
I call down patience—who is there for me? No bearer of glad tidings, nor has
Patience deserted me, who do I have? No bringer of good tidings
the wind brought me solace from the one who is gone.
The wind did not carry to me, from the one who is absent, any solace
حيرىbewildered .. كأنّيas though I علىupon الأعرافِthe Heights واقفةٌstanding
حيرى .. كأنّي على الأعرافِ واقفةٌ
ياليتoh, if only أنّthat الهوىlove والشوقَand longing .. ماnot كاناthey both existed
ياليت أنّ الهوى والشوقَ .. ما كانا
Bewildered—as though I were standing upon the Heights.
Perplexed am I, as if standing on high ground
Oh, if only love and longing had never been.
If only this love and yearning had not been