رَمى الوشاةُ بداءِ الحقدِ روْحاتي

رَمى الوشاةُ بداءِ الحقدِ روْحاتي

وزَوَّروا قصَّةً عوراءَ عن ذاتي

وزَوَّروا قصَّةً عوراءَ عن ذاتي

The slanderers cast the disease of hatred upon my evening outings.

The slanderers attacked my spirit with their malice,

And they fabricated a one-eyed tale about me.

And fabricated a shameful tale about me,

وأسْرفوا في ضروبِ الزَّيفِ وابتذلوا

وأسْرفوا في ضروبِ الزَّيفِ وابتذلوا

حتَّى خطيئاتِهم قالوا خطيئاتي

حتَّى خطيئاتِهم قالوا خطيئاتي

And they went to excess in forms of falsehood and stooped so low

Excessively they resorted to all kinds of lies and trivialities,

That even their own sins they called my sins.

Even attributing their own sins to me.

فقلتُ علَّمتموني الحُمقَ من صِغَري

فقلتُ علَّمتموني الحُمقَ من صِغَري

وبَيْعُ قلبي لكُمْ إحدى حماقاتي

وبَيْعُ قلبي لكُمْ إحدى حماقاتي

So I said: You taught me folly from my childhood,

I said: you taught me foolishness since my childhood,

And selling my heart to you is one of my follies.

And selling my heart to you was one of my follies.

فكيف ينْبُتُ حُبُّ يستقي كذباً

فكيف ينْبُتُ حُبُّ يستقي كذباً

وبعضُ تُرْبَتِهِ وَحْلُ الخيانات

وبعضُ تُرْبَتِهِ وَحْلُ الخيانات

So how can love grow, drinking falsehood,

So how can love sprout when it draws lies,

While part of its soil is the mire of betrayals?

And some of its soil is the mud of betrayals.