دُموعُtears عَينيmy eye بِهاin them اِنبِساطُexpansion
دُموعُ عَيني بِها اِنبِساطُ
وَنَومُand the sleep عَينيmy eye بِهِin it اِنقِباضُcontraction
وَنَومُ عَيني بِهِ اِنقِباضُ
My tears make my eyes open wide;
My eye's tears flow freely,
while sleep makes my eyes close tight.
and my eye's sleep is curtailed.
فَهَلso is there لِمَولاتيfor my lady عَطفُtenderness قَلبٍof heart
فَهَل لِمَولاتي عَطفُ قَلبٍ
وَلِلَّذيand for that which فيin الحَشاthe breast اِنقِراضُan end
وَلِلَّذي في الحَشا اِنقِراضُ
Does my lady, then, have any tenderness of heart,
Does my lady, then, have tenderness of heart,
and will what lies within my breast ever die away?
and will what lies in my breast come to an end?
أَتَرىdo you think الزَمانَtime يَسُرُّناgladden us بِتَلاقِwith a meeting
أَتَرى الزَمانَ يَسُرُّنا بِتَلاقِ
وَيَضُمُّand join مُشتاقاًone who yearns إِلىto مُشتاقِone who yearns
وَيَضُمُّ مُشتاقاً إِلى مُشتاقِ
Do you think time will delight us with a meeting,
Do you think time will gladden us with a meeting,
and clasp one yearning lover to another?
and join one who yearns to another who yearns?
مَنone who لَهُhas فيin حِرِthe cunt of أُمِّهِhis mother أَلفُa thousand قَرنٍhorns
مَن لَهُ في حِرِ أُمِّهِ أَلفُ قَرنٍ
قَدalready أَنافَتhave towered عَلىabove عُلُوِّthe height of مَنافِManaf
قَد أَنافَت عَلى عُلُوِّ مَنافِ
One whose mother’s cunt bears a thousand horns
One who has a thousand horns in his mother's cunt,
that have towered above the height of Manāf.
which have towered above the height of Manaf.
