اِنif بانَbecame apparent خَبنيmy contraction (khabn) بِلُقياكُمupon meeting you فَلىthen I have زَمنan age
اِن بانَ خَبني بِلُقياكُم فَلى زَمن
يَطويfolds خيالthe phantom الاِسىof sorrow فيin راحَةِthe palm الاِسفof regret
يَطوي خيال الاِسى في راحَةِ الاِسف
If my contraction shows when I meet you, I have endured an age
that folds sorrow’s phantom into the palm of regret.
تَبَّتmay perish يَداهُits two hands فَكَمfor how often بِالكَفِّthrough restraint أَعصَبَنيit bound me
تَبَّت يَداهُ فَكَم بِالكَفِّ أَعصَبَني
عَنِaway from اللُقاreunion وَاِنثنىand turned لِلزَّحفِto creeping فيin تَلفىmy ruin
عَنِ اللُقا وَاِنثنى لِلزَّحفِ في تَلفى
May its hands perish! How often it has bound me, holding me back
from reunion, and turned to creep toward my ruin.
اِوor زادَincreased جِسميmy body اِعتِلالاin sickness بِالخَفيفِin the Khafif (light) meter فَلىfor I have
اِو زادَ جِسمي اِعتِلالا بِالخَفيفِ فَلى
روحa soul لَدَيهِمwith them وَشكلand a form حاضِرpresent وَخَفىand hidden
روح لَدَيهِم وَشكل حاضِر وَخَفى
Or if my body grows more ailing in the light measure, I have
a soul with them, and a form both present and hidden.
مَجموعgathered together اِوتادpegs قَلبيof my heart فيin الهَوىlove اِفتَرَقتhave scattered
مَجموع اِوتاد قَلبي في الهَوى اِفتَرَقت
وَماand there are no لِذلِكَfor that أَسبابcauses سِوىexcept الصلفarrogance
وَما لِذلِكَ أَسباب سِوى الصلف
My heart’s gathered pegs have scattered in love,
and there are no causes for that except arrogance.
عاقَبتُمونيyou punished me وَماand not راقَبتُموyou honored ذِمماpledges
عاقَبتُموني وَما راقَبتُمو ذِمما
وَكَمand how often قَطَعتُمyou severed وَلَمand did not تَرِثواyou feel pity اِلىtoward شَغفpassion
وَكَم قَطَعتُم وَلَم تَرِثوا اِلى شَغف
You punished me and honored no pledges;
and how often you severed ties, showing no pity for passion.
ياO كامِلَperfect in الحُسنِbeauty أَسرِعhasten بِالوِصالِto reunion فَلىfor I have
يا كامِلَ الحُسنِ أَسرِع بِالوِصالِ فَلى
دَهرan age مَديدlong وَأَحشائيand my entrails عَلىupon جَرفa precipice
دَهر مَديد وَأَحشائي عَلى جَرف
O you perfect in beauty, hasten to reunion, for I have endured
a long age, with my entrails upon a precipice.